Page 29 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

I smile. She really doesn’t realize what I offered was tailored to her. A chance to be mine. There is no opening like that or chance and if I wasn’t so taken with her I’d turn her away. I’d turn her away no matter what sent her here.

People know what to expect from me.

Women know to expect nothing from me beside a good time. That is all. A good fuck and then good bye. I just want this one because she’s interesting.

Distractingbecause we’re complete opposites. Like night and day.

Now she’s the one looking at me in anticipation. Waiting for my answer.

“Why should I give you another chance, Angel Doll?” I tilt my head to the side. “You never showed up for work last night and you never called either. Shows lack of interest. I’m a busy man and I don’t have time for shit like that.”

Her lips part. “I can assure you it won’t happen again. I’ll be honest I didn’t plan to come in… or come back.”

“No?” I ask, as if I don’t know.

“No. I’m not used to… I’m not used to being so intimate with a stranger,” she confesses and boy does my interest pique. I stand, straightening and she instantly flinches.

I’m like the lion wanting to check out my prey.

She backs into the wall as I move to her and I place my hands either side of her as I look her over and continue in my pursuit of figuring her out.

She’s not a virgin. That would have been one hell of an interesting capture, but I like my women wild in bed. I like them to know what to do on some level, although I like taking control and being the dominant.

I’m looking at her and I guess she’s the kind of woman to have been in a few relationships. No one-nighters. She’s a relationship girl. She’s the long term woman you have that’s not a side piece. She’s the type you want for a wife and to mother your children. She’s the angel who’ll love you.

I almost back away at the realization as something moral comes into my mind that makes me want to shy away from her, but I don’t. It’s like not wanting to desecrate what’s considered hallowed in a church. That’s the vibe I get from her in her essence, but her eyes tell a different story. Her eyes tell me she wants me too. Me the devil, and she doesn’t care that I’m a stranger.

I recall the way she never exactly refuted my comment about the chemistry we shared. Never said no.

And she’s still not saying no.

“What have you done?” I ask, leaning closer.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. How many men have you been with Angel Doll?”

She gives me a long hard look and pain speckles her eyes. Some bastard hurt her. I can tell.

“One,” she answers, holding my gaze.

I have to say I’m very surprised. Didn’t expect that.

“One?”

“Yeah. College …I met him in college.”

“How long were you with him?”

“Six years.”

That part doesn’t surprise me. It fits. She’s the long term type.

“And where is he?” I prod.

“He cheated and we broke up.”

“Oh, and no one since?”

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