Page 170 of The Baby Bargain

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My body—

It's in overdrive.

The clock strikes one.

Every thought in my brain tunes to him. And the demand on my cell. The same as last time.

Wear those tight jeans. Nothing under them.

He's so hot. He's too hot. It's wrong.

That thin layer of denim does things to me. Winds me tighter and tighter.

When he finally knocks on the door, I'm halfway there.

I pull it open. Press my lips into a smile.

Remember, Ariel, no feelings. Just sex.

Wham, bam, thank you, sir.

Can I call him sir?

Fuck, that would be so hot.

Is he all demanding because it's hot?

Or because he's Chase? Because he has this obsessive need to take care of people.

Ahem.

Thinking of calling Chase sir—yes.

Thinking of Chase's out of the bedroom needs—no.

Boundaries. In my brain. They're happening.

He pushes the door closed. Clicks the lock.

There's no smile on his face.

There's nothing on his face.

Sure, he's usually a stone wall, but I know him now. I know how to find the feeling in his eyes.

Right now—

"You follow orders, princess?" His voice drops to that demanding tone.

My limbs shake. "Yes, sir."

His eyes fill with something I recognize—desire.

Maybe he wants this too.

Maybe he only wants my body.

Maybe this really is best for both of us.

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