Page 9 of One Eye Open (The BlackWater)

“What?” She said.

“Open the wardrobe. They’re all your size.”

“Cole.” She gasped as she slid the door across and saw the outfits all hanging there, all evidently designer, all expensive, all exactly her taste. Damn this man, she thought, because part of her wanted to be annoyed at him but the other part was half tempted to jump him and rip his clothes off.

“I like the Zimmerman one.” He said and she let out a little laugh.

“Then that’s what I shall wear.” She replied taking out the beautifully soft, cream dress that helpfully had the label showing.

She pulled it on and Cole narrowed his eyes slightly.

“What?” She asked seeing the expression.

“Without the bra.” He said and she sighed.

“Are you seriously telling me how to dress now?” She asked.

He stood up from the round cushioned stool that was placed right in the middle of the dressing room.

“I know how your body looks best.” He stated before sliding his hands in between the fabric and her skin and unhooking her bra. He then yanked it through and tossed it over his shoulder.

“Much better.” He added staring at her breasts and she knew her nipples were poking through.

“Urgh.” She moaned before turning and grabbing her ankle boots which thankfully complimented the outfit perfectly.

“Let’s go.” He said holding her mac out and she slipped her arms into it before letting him take her hand.

“What exactly do you have planned for today?” She asked him as they took the elevator down and her ears popped at the speed of their descent.

“Breakfast first. Then whatever takes your fancy.”

“It’s almost midday here.” She stated.

“I don’t care.” He replied and she rolled her eyes.

They atebreakfast at an all American diner just off Broadway that Maddie had insisted they stop in. Cole had shaken his head but the food had been great and Maddie tried hard not to point it out when Cole had given them an extra big tip at the end.

“Now where?” She asked.

“Let’s just walk for a bit.” Cole replied and she nodded. She’d never been to New York before, never had a reason too and suddenly she felt like an actual tourist, a real tourist.

“What about a museum?” She asked and he grinned.

“Would you like to go to one?” He said.

She shrugged. “Do you want too?”

“Sure.” He said throwing his hand out to hail a cab. “The Met.” He said to the man as Maddie climbed inside and he followed.

“You’re deciding are you?” She teased and he smirked.

“After this morning, I think I need to establish who’s in control.” He whispered into her ear as he wrapped his hand up in her hair.

“Oh Cole.” She laughed. “Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it.”

“Oh I did but that doesn’t mean there will be a repeat.” He said meeting her gaze. “And don’t think your punishment is over just yet.”

She shook her head, still grinning because whatever he decided to do to her, they both knew how much she’d enjoy it.

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