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up his finger and gave his head a hard shake.
    “Not a fucking word. Not until I calm down.”
    Shit. “It’s not what you think—”
    “I said not a word. And don’t you dare move. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.”
    No shit , Sherlock . But she was starting to get a pretty good picture of how things were going to play out.
    She became hyper aware of her body and every ache and pain that reared up as she sat on the floor. Her feet began to go numb as her shoes pinched into her skin. It would be easy enough to shift them to the side and stretch out her legs, but she was fairly positive that went against the no moving rule. As a submissive, she gathered that comfort wasn’t important. She wasn’t completely naïve—being in this position she’d be giving up certain comforts to make him happy.
    The weird thing was that she really didn’t seem to mind. Which was one of the strangest revelations of her life.
    Gael finally sat up in his chair and leaned over, pressing his elbows into the tops of his thighs. “What the hell are you doing here? Did someone put you up to this? No bullshit. Why?”
    She was a terrible liar and wasn’t dumb enough to try pulling anything over on him. “I was out looking for a club to go dancing in. I was actually getting ready to go home when I saw you getting out of the limo. I followed you here.”
    As she said the words for the third time tonight, the explanation felt weaker to her. If she didn’t know it was the truth, she would have believed it was made up in a lame-ass attempt to cover up her stalking.
    Gael clasped his hands and leaned close enough that she could feel his breath on her face. “You expect me to believe that you were out in the club district all alone on a Saturday night, wandering around?”
    “I do have a social life.”
    “Not much of one from the sound of things.”
    Okay, that hurt.
    Alice tried to get up, but her feet had gone completely numb, making the task next to impossible. Gael made matters more difficult when he grabbed her by the shoulders and held her in place. The look in his eyes had her freezing once more, arresting her in a way that his touch couldn’t do.
    “I told you not to move.” He cocked his eyebrow, and she shivered at the low timber of his voice. “I know you can follow directions better than that.”
    Oh. Fuck.
    She licked her lips. “I don’t understand why. You clearly don’t want me here.”
    His grip tightened on her shoulders, firm but not painful. She was unable to maintain his gaze, and instead contented herself by staring at his mouth. His lips were full, moist, and beautiful as he spoke. The stubble on his face had come fully in now, highlighting his cheekbones and strong jaw. God, she wished he could look like this every day. Not that she’d be able to get anything accomplished if he did.
    “Why did you stay, Alice?” He swallowed, and she became fascinated by the movement of his Adam’s apple. “The second you walked out onto the main floor and realized this wasn’t a typical club, why didn’t you turn around and leave?”
    Why indeed. “I was going to. I realized it was a sex club and that you wouldn’t want me to know about you being here. But then I...” It was more than simple curiosity and she knew it. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes. “I realized that if you were here then there was a reason for it. I wanted to understand what that reason was.”
    “So you could blackmail me?”
    “God, no! Why does everyone think I would do something like that?” Maybe Gael thought she was shallow and was trying to find a way to make some extra money on the side. It would explain why he tried to warn her away the way he did. But she couldn’t believe anyone would think her capable of being so deceitful. “I like you. I thought if I understood what it was that drew you to here that I might have a better chance at understanding what you looked for in a woman.”
    And there it was, the