Page 138 of Enthrall
My face blushed and I turned my head away.
“What we did was considered tame.” He played with my hair.
“Oh.”
“You looked stunning. It was hard not to devour you in my office right at the start.”
I could swear the waves were coming closer. “I liked it,” I whispered.
He leaned in to me. “What was that?”
“I really enjoyed it.”
“You’re going to have to say it louder.”
“You heard me just fine, sir.”
“Back to sir, now. I approve.”
I poked him in the ribs and he squirmed away from me, laughing.
Resting my bowl on my lap, I took the coffee from him again. “It was pretty amazing.”
“And to think that’s level two.”
“How many levels are there?” I screeched it.
“About a hundred.”
“What are you doing at level one hundred?” My throat tightened and I took a sip of coffee, hoping it would go down.
“Have you ever seen Clive Barker’s Hellraiser?”
“No.” And I didn’t like the sound of it either.
“Before your time.” He raised his hand with insistence, giving the widest grin. “It’s a joke. Please don’t go and Google it. Which I know you love to do.”
“Why?”
“You’ll throw a conniption.” He pointed. “Oh look, there’s a California Gull.”
Following his gaze, I saw nothing.
“My mistake.” He ate his oatmeal. “Yum.”
“You’re masterful at smoke and mirrors,sir.”
He gave me a sideways glance. “Tell me this, Mia, how come nothing I do scares you away?”
“I think I might have fallen for you that first time I saw you at Enthrall.”
“You mean that time you forbade me entry?”
“Yes. You had your hand over your eye and you looked so vulnerable.”
“Pirate fetish, aye?”
He made me giggle and he laughed too.
