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I shook my head, amused and sensible enough not to comment.
“I shocked you,” she said. “I can tell.”
She had no idea the kind of things I’d done. The devilish games I’d played not only in this country but in Europe, too. My kind of kink was off the charts.
Faulkner might be the bad boy of bondage, but I was the devil in Armani.
To keep a place like Chrysalis safe, I’d sold my soul. No regrets. Not when it came to protecting my friends, who were like family.
Rue reached over and rested her hand on my thigh. It was suggestive and dangerously flirtatious.
And evocatively risky because she had no idea what kind of man she was dealing with.
I was not her knight in shining armor.
The sensation of her fingers inches away from my cock made it harden.
Taking Rue’s hand, I placed it back on her lap.
A woman this stunning would be fun for a night, but after that she would be a headache. I’d be fighting off the Doms who’d be scheming to claim her, which would cause my protective side to kick in.
After my last relationship, I wasn’t in the mood for anything that looked like commitment. It made no sense that I was even glancing in her direction to let my thoughts stray toward that fantasy.
The things I could do to her, though. Give her everything she wanted along with those things she didn’t know she needed.
Still, I’d mastered the art of avoiding chaos.
I wanted to get home to catch the Lakers game. Warm up last night’s take-out and switch off my mind—even if my phone was always beside me in case of emergencies.
“You’re angry.”
“I’m not angry,” I said quietly.
I wanted to put as much distance as possible between me and this rare creature who was strictly in the no-go zone.
She crinkled her nose. “You called me a slut.”
“That was me?”
“Don’t gaslight me.”
“Rue, it was meant as a tease.”
“Tease?”
“I needed you compliant.”
“You seduced me.”
I gave her a look. “You don’t belong there.”
She didn’t need to know that for a moment back at Pendulum I’d considered claiming her.
Not looking at her in that way made me feel good about myself, even though I was enjoying being this close to such beauty. I’d already seduced her back when I’d sent her hurtling into subspace.
I was the guy who did the right thing.
Faulkner had Rue in that place for his own benefit—financial or maybe even for a business gain. She might like the idea of that level of play but had no concept of what they’d do to her.
