Page 45 of Enthrall Shadows
“Not necessary.” I closed the door behind me. “Thank you, though.”
I joined her in the silver Jag and pulled on my seatbelt. Taking a few moments, I admired the woman next to me.
“Everything okay?” she asked.
I suppressed my boyish grin. “Wow.”
She glanced my way. “You’ll do.”
Her temerity was refreshing.
Lotte’s delicate perfume smelled like a fusion of serenity and sensuality.
Using the passenger rearview, I glanced back at the town car.
Griffin remained parked behind us.
“Can you lose him?” I joked.
She started the engine. “I can try.”
We navigated away from the curb and soon reached Ventura, a primary thoroughfare in San Fernando Valley.
We went one way and I was relieved to see the town car go the other. Griffin had followed an order for once.
I recognized our Mulholland route. I’d traveled this shortcut with Cameron numerous times.
When Lotte pulled her Jag over and parked at the curb, I gave her a curious glance. She’d chosen a residential area.
She held something in her hand.
I glanced down at the strip of material.
“It’s a blindfold,” she said.
“I can see that.” I gestured a polite refusal.
“Humor me.”
“You put it on.”
“I’m driving.”
“I can drive.”
“You want this,” she purred.
“I thought we were having dinner?”
“We are.”
The taste of sin.
Unfamiliar and yet alluring.
“Don’t be boring,” she said huskily.
She wouldn’t have considered the possibility thattheyhad kept me blindfolded.
