Page 28 of Scary In Love
“Then yes, that’s what I’m offering. Creepy, mysterious, all of the above. If you’re interested?”
She answers so fast it’s actually hilarious. “I’m interested. You’ve got yourself a deal, Miller.”
She stretches her hand across the table, and my face hurts from smiling so much. I swear my heart is going to beat right out of my chest if I’m not careful.
“We need to go over a few things first, then we can shake on it.”
“What things?”
“Boundaries, limits, expectations. I’ll never put you in danger. That’s the number one thing I need you to know.”
She leans in and pumps her eyebrows up and down. “What if I like a little danger?”
Looks like someone found their confidence after all. I knew she’d be the perfect person to play these games with.
“My job here is to make peoplefeellike they’re in danger, when really their safety is my priority.”
Jenna slumps back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest. “Am I ajobto you?”
“More like a side quest.”
“Wow, you really know how to make a girl feel special.” She tries to hide her smile by looking down and fiddling with the cuff of her sleeve, but I’m watching far too closely to miss it. “Why would you do this for me?”
“Customer satisfaction is important to me.”
“You do this for all your customers?”
“No, Jenna. You’re one of a kind. And honestly, totally unexpected. I never thought I’d meet anyone like you here.”
Her eyes narrow, and she folds her arms across her chest. “What do you mean,‘like me’? I’m not into that‘you’re not like other girls’bullshit men love to say.”
I fucking hate that nobody’s treated her right. “I’m sure there are other women like you, but I’ve yet to meet one as cute and sexy and fun to play with.”
She laughs, and I’m grateful for the sound of it. What I’m proposing isn’t exactly normal. There’s no easy way to explain my vision, and every time I see her I’m terrified I’ll say something that has her running out on me.
Opening my desk drawer, I lift out a clipboard with the paperwork I prepared this morning. “Shall we get started?”
“What is that?” she asks, scooting her chair closer to the desk.
“It’s a quiz about kinks, so I can learn what you like, and what you don’t like.”
“Ooh, like a sexy medical.” She flips her hair back, sits up straight, and shimmies her shoulders. “Okay, Doctor. I’m ready for you.”
It bodes well that she snaps into a little roleplay so easily, and I can barely contain my excitement.
“Should I buy a white coat?”
“Oh God yes,” she moans sarcastically. “That would really do it for me. Ask away.”
Doctor kink, huh? Let’s find out what else Miss Jenna Laing is into.
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Mason
“Whydon’tyoustartby telling me about things you’ve enjoyed in the past? If you’re comfortable?”
This is usually a good way to ease ourselves into the subject, but Jenna puffs out a harsh sigh and looks at her hands.
