Page 4 of Rebellion

Did I plan to play? I guess so, now that I wasn’t here to get the inside scoop. “We down these sparkling waters. It’s always good to stay hydrated. Then let’s hit this club like a crash test dummy in a Volvo. Hard, but safe.”

He grinned and lifted his glass in cheers. “Yes, ma’am.”

“I’m going to get a sketch of the building and the general layout. You make a tour around the room and see what, uh, services they offer. I’ll meet you back here in say, thirty minutes.”

Dominic swallowed the last of his water and set the glass down. “No.”

I had only one four letter word for that.

“What?”

He crossed his arms again and stood tall and foreboding in front of me, like he’d block my path if I went wandering. “I would prefer if we stayed together.”

“Why? I don’t actually want to be here that much longer and this way we can compare notes, see if we missed anything and then get the heck out of Dodgeville.”

“Mistress, you know how I dislike secrets. So I must tell you now that Mr. Baker has instructed me not to leave your side, and I have already failed when I got us the drinks.”

“Oh really? What else did Mr. HeCanGoFuckHimself tell you to do?”

“I wasn’t to let you drink any alcohol, get naked, or talk to Mr. Bennett.”

“Well, you’re batting a million, because they may not have served me alcohol, but I’m definitely getting naked.”

And I’d definitely talked to Foster Bennett.

I hadn’t planned on it, but I’d had enough of Gray’s rules.

“In fact, I’m going to get naked right now.”

I slipped off my shoes and yanked down the slinky black dress over my arms and past my hips. I had on a corset and fancy pants underneath.

“Mistress, stop, please.”

“No, no, little lady, don’t stop now. I’ll be mighty disappointed if you do.” The voice was a slow southern drawl that sent warm tingles across my skin.

Yeehaw.

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