Page 3 of Innocent and Sweet

Chapter Two

Anissa hid in her suite and sank to the floor. According to her schedule, her original plans had been erased in favor of the hospital event. She’d thought she could take charge of her life and have a night to herself. Not if her father had a say. He’d run her life into the ground. He’d probably changed the plans, let the security staff know and ignored her wishes. He hadn’t wanted her to grow up. Too bad. She couldn’t stop time.

She stared at her lopsided chest, then removed the remaining gel pad. Tears burned at the corners of her eyes. So much for trying to be buxom. Embarrassment washed over her. No wonder Kam looked at her with such a strange expression. She willed the mortification to leave, but how? She’d made an impression, but not a good one.

“Anissa?” Kam knocked on the door. “Ms. Dunn?”

She froze. He’d come hunting for her. “Yes?” She wiped her face and smeared her makeup. “I’m okay.”

“May I speak with you?” Kam asked. “Please?”

She shook her head. “No. I’ll be out in a few minutes.” She’d let him in once she fixed herself up and put on a demure outfit.

“Anissa, open the door.”

She stood, then rested her hand on the knob. She had to face him sometime. “Okay.” She twisted the lock. “Come in.” She didn’t know why he’d asked for entry. He had keys to her suite. He could’ve barged in without a second thought.

Kameron stood in the corridor and held up the enhancer. “I thought you might want this back.”

“I’m good.” She kept her head high. “I thought I’d make the single-boob thing a new look. Besides, you might want that as a trophy.”

He half-smiled, then tucked the falsie in his coat pocket. “You’re gaping.” He tugged the looser side of her dress into place, covering her nearly exposed breast. “Someone might see more than you intended.”

Oh, God. She closed her eyes. She’d embarrassed herself again. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

She placed her hand on his. “You can let go. I’m changing, so the pads won’t be necessary.”

He did as she’d asked, but instead of letting completely go, he cupped her jaw in both hands. “You asked me for a favor.”

She had when her confidence wasn’t in the toilet.

“What was it?” he asked. “Say it. If you want something from me, I want to hear the words. Nothing happens until you speak. I’ll make you wait.”

“Cocky bastard,” she muttered. She didn’t mind him being in charge, but he could’ve used a softer approach. “I asked you to teach me how to kiss.”

“You’re sure?” He caressed her cheeks. “You’ve been kissed. What can I teach you?”

She didn’t understand. Why wasn’t he going along with what she wanted? She’d said the words. Part of her was irritated, but the rest turned-on by his touch.

“Haven’t you been kissed? I seem to recall seeing at least one man… do so.” Kam rested his forehead against hers. “Anissa?”

“I have,” she said. “But you’re better.” She’d eavesdropped on him while he kissed his girlfriends. She longed to be possessed the same way. “Will you… teach me?”

“I will.”

Thank God. She relaxed a bit, expecting the first lesson. “Kiss me.” He didn’t oblige her. Instead, he swept his gaze over her. “What?” she asked. “Lesson one. Let’s go.”

He shook his head. “I’m going to lose my job when your father finds out what we’re doing.”

“I know.” She’d thought of that and hoped somehow her father wouldn’t eviscerate Kam for doing what she needed.

“You will follow my instructions,” he said. “No arguing.”

She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She wanted him as her lover and protector. Why couldn’t he be both?

“I have rules,” Kam said. “First one being panties.”

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