Page 27 of Eat Slay Love

He hit me with a look that should have been illegal. Low-lidded, heavy with erotic promise look.

"Tonight," he whispered, "spend this exquisite dinner with me."

And the way he said it. . .it didn’t sound like he would take any answer but yes.

Oh my.

I had been jokingly talking about kidnapping this man in my head earlier, but right now? He looked to be the true one about that kidnapping life.

A soft sliding noise sounded behind me.

I turned, heart skipping, and realized that the entrance behind us had sealed shut.

The only way was forward.

I swallowed, pulse unsteady, and turned back. . .only to find him watching me again.

Not just watching.

Lustfully staring.

And his gaze?

Dead-set on my voluptuous breasts.

I stumbled slightly, turned away, and fixed myself.

Girl. . .

But I felt him step closer.

Subtle.

Deliberate.

His presence too big, too strong, too much.

And I loved it.

Oh fuck. Should I spend this night with him?

Chapter four

The Answer

Rae

Keeping my pace with me, he lifted his gaze to my eyes. "What’s your answer, Ms. Harris?"

If Laila had been here, she would have screamed, “Bitch!!! Of course you are going to spend this date with him!”

However, tonight was supposed to be about owning myself. At least that was the excuse I was giving my shivering heart as I walked forward.

Mr. Lyon kept my pace and remained patient, but I could also tell that he was thinking of possible counterarguments just in case I said no.

Girl. . .you’re scared. Aren’t you? Just admit it.

I had spent my entire lifenotbeing chosen.

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