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So far, everything she had seen and heard in their two brief encounters matched her taste in a prospective dom. How could she refuse?

Boldy, she met his gaze and made her choice. “I’ll stick with you, sir.”

Chapter 10

EVEN THOUGH IT WASout of necessity, choosing him was a giant leap forward for Esme.

Heat suffused her face at the way she had answered quickly, without hesitation—her eagerness more than apparent. When she glanced up to gauge Master Finn’s reaction, his smile reached his brilliant eyes and communicated his approval sufficiently. He also verbalized it.

“I am pleased, lass, and eager to get started, which brings us back to where we were before we got sidetracked with all this seriousness.”

She tilted her head again, unsure what he meant.

“We were discussing your clubwear and how good your ass looks in this skirt.”

With his delightfully sexy accent,yourwasyerandasscame out asarse; she could listen to him all day. On edge, as she was, she managed to contain a giddy laugh, but not the smile curving her lips.

“Did I say something amusing?” His soft burr, pitched lower than before, sent a shiver down her spine.

“Oh, no, sir.”

“Then it must be me you’re laughing at.”

“No, sir!”

“Good, because I assure you, I am not here for your entertainment. It’s the other way around.”

She nodded. “I’m sorry, but I’m nervous, and your accent, sir. It’s distracting.”

He moved in closer, his chest brushing against her breasts as he dipped his head to hers. “You don’t like it? Most American girls do.”

“Oh, well, yes...” she breathed, shivering as his wonderful, masculine scent filled her senses. “You can consider me among them, sir.”

“Hmm...” he hummed in amusement.

The hand on her face moved down to her collar, his fingertips tracing along the deep V at the front of her blouse. Her shivers intensified, and her nipples, already peaked from the coolness of the room, stood up harder and almost painfully tight.

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