Page 62 of The Billionaire Submissive
“That’s Hank? How do you know someone’s here?”
She zipped up her jeans too and headed back to the main room. “He didn’t bark whenyoucame in.” At Donovan’s startled look, she had to smile. “He likes you. He knows you’re not a stranger.”
No one was in the main room, but Hank paced in front of the exit. She ran over to the door with Donovan on her heels, just in time to see a car drive out of the lot. “Hmmm. Maybe he was looking for someone. I don’t recognize the car so I don’t think it was one of my people.”
“At least we weren’t otherwise occupied in the bathroom. That could have been embarrassing.”
She went back in and made sure everything was unplugged and turned off. “Speak for yourself, lover boy.”
“You’re an exhibitionist?”
She had to laugh—the tips of his ears were turning red. “I don’t crave it, but yeah, I could put on a show without a problem. There’s very little inhibition in me, Donovan.”
“Doesn’t anything bother you? I mean, don’t you have anything that would make you draw the line?”
“Sure.” She turned out the lights and waited while he drew his keys out to lock the door. When she grabbed his ass and squeezed, he almost dropped the keys. “I draw the line at sharing. This ass is mine and mine alone.”
“You’re not a three-year-old toddler, Mistress. Don’t you know how to share?”
“I don’t share my toys, lover boy, and that’s final.”
He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I can live with that.”
Chapter Twenty
“So.” Marie kicked back with a glass of soda, her eyes sparkling with interest. Wine would have been better for girl talk, but Lilly could only swing an hour mid-afternoon. Donovan would blow a gasket if he found out she’d been drinking and then tried to use a soldering iron. “How long have you been with Mr. Douchebag?”
Lilly poured herself a glass and sat back, propping her feet on her coffee table. But she couldn’t see her friend over the ridiculously huge aloe plant. An even bigger one had been delivered to the warehouse.I bet he had to send off to Brazil or something to find such a big plant.She moved it aside with her foot. Thinking back, she was shocked at how little time had actually passed since she’d walked into Morgan Industries. It felt like a lifetime had passed in a heartbeat. “About a month.”
“And you haven’t killed him yet? Impressive.”
She smiled and took a long sip. “You have no idea.”
“Mmmm, do tell.”
“Honey, you’d never recover. You certainly wouldn’t believe it.”
“That good, huh? And he’s able to deal with Mistress L?”
“Confidentially? Mistress L is why he found me.”
“Really.” Stunned, Marie fell back against her chair. “Wow, I never would have thought. I mean, look at him. He’s got it all. Wealth, looks, prestige, power. He owns dozens of companies, probably has hundreds if not thousands of employees. Yet he wants a Mistress?”
Lilly nodded. “Sometimes the more power a man has in his life, the more he craves giving up his power behind closed doors.”
“You’ve had a man for Lilly but he couldn’t handle the Mistress, and dozens of men for the Mistress who did nothing for you. Does he satisfy both sides of the equation for you?”
“Yes.”
“But?”
She smiled at her friend. “You know me so well.”
“I knew it was going well because I haven’t seen hide nor hair of you for weeks. That’s not a complaint—I know you’re working like crazy to do his commission. You need someone and I hate seeing you lonely. But watching you now… I think you’re afraid. Your heart’s getting involved, which scares the crap out of you.”
“He keeps trying to take care of me.”
Marie choked on her drink. “And that’s a problem? You and I both know you can’t cook or drive for shit. You need someone to at least take you to restaurants or you’d starve to death.”
