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had ever felt before. “I thought I was ready, but then…” his voice trailed off, leaving her to guess the inner workings of the billionaire’s mind.
“ You , undecided?”
He pressed his lips together in straight line. “Get cleaned up, then we’ll talk.”
He was so ridiculously demanding, and normally she detested that sort of behavior from men. But there was flicker behind his eyes that told another story.
And it was most definitely a story that intrigued her beyond what she felt comfortable with deep down inside. Because she shouldn’t even be with him right now, even if he did save her from that creep back at her apartment.
Then he turned and started to walk out of the room. She took advantage of the fact that his back was now turned to her as she ogled over the way his dark designer jeans hugged the tight muscles in his butt and hammy’s.
Colton left the room completely, and Taylor glanced around at her surroundings. The style and decor made her shoulders drop. What appeared to be a guest bed with elegant white bedding sat in the center of the room. The ceiling was also white, with gold trim around its perimeters. One of the walls was buried behind a floor-to-ceiling electronic shade.
Taylor crossed the plush carpeting to the bathroom, and almost gasped. Three of the four walls were pure glass, and the room itself overlooked the back of Colton’s estate. She looked out through the glass walls as she took in panoramic views of a large, sweeping lawn that bled downhill towards an ocean bay.
She stepped out of her clothes and tossed them on the floor, just in front of the guest bed.
Then she ushered herself into the shower itself. The warm water filtered through the shiny chrome showerhead and onto her tired body. She took full advantage of the expensive honey and lavender shampoos and soaps and conditioners, lathering up every square inch of her flesh.
And as relaxed as she felt in this moment, she knew it couldn’t last. She didn’t have anywhere to go except back to her apartment. Problem was, she was dependent upon Colton to get her back there, and to give her the go ahead as far as Brody Sharp went. She could call the police; maybe they’d give her a ride home and take care of the Brody situation, but she was hesitant, especially after the experience she’d had with the police when she was a teenager.
Regardless, she knew she couldn’t stay long. It wasn’t safe to be around him, not after what she’d already let him do to her, and the way he treated her afterwards.
She stepped out of the shower and onto the heated floor tiles. She wrapped the soft, white towel around her naked hips and stepped back into the bedroom area.
My clothes , she noticed. They’re not where I left them . Taylor glanced up and noticed a silky, pink, camouflage-patterned top and bottom set with lace trim.
She shook her head, annoyed at the billionaire for taking her clothes like that.
He doesn’t own me. And he doesn’t own my clothes.
But she only had two options, waltz around in only her towel until she found him and gave him a piece of her mind…
Or she could surrender and put on the flimsy sleepwear, knowing it would at least securely cover most of her naked body.
Ugh.
Taylor walked slowly down the writer’s hallway in her borrowed wardrobe. I might as well be naked , she thought. She could feel puffs of air brush up against the lower cheeks of her ass, the same ass that practically hung out of the outfit she was wearing.
And then her heard his voice. Something wasn’t right in his world , that much was clear to her the instant she heard his vocal inflection.
“They’re gonna have to face me at some point! And if…” he paused to whoever he was talking to on the phone. “ If they’re lucky enough to get a shot in before I see ‘em coming, then so be it.”
She took a few more steps until she reached the top of his stairs. She knew she shouldn’t be listening in on Colton’s conversation
“ You , undecided?”
He pressed his lips together in straight line. “Get cleaned up, then we’ll talk.”
He was so ridiculously demanding, and normally she detested that sort of behavior from men. But there was flicker behind his eyes that told another story.
And it was most definitely a story that intrigued her beyond what she felt comfortable with deep down inside. Because she shouldn’t even be with him right now, even if he did save her from that creep back at her apartment.
Then he turned and started to walk out of the room. She took advantage of the fact that his back was now turned to her as she ogled over the way his dark designer jeans hugged the tight muscles in his butt and hammy’s.
Colton left the room completely, and Taylor glanced around at her surroundings. The style and decor made her shoulders drop. What appeared to be a guest bed with elegant white bedding sat in the center of the room. The ceiling was also white, with gold trim around its perimeters. One of the walls was buried behind a floor-to-ceiling electronic shade.
Taylor crossed the plush carpeting to the bathroom, and almost gasped. Three of the four walls were pure glass, and the room itself overlooked the back of Colton’s estate. She looked out through the glass walls as she took in panoramic views of a large, sweeping lawn that bled downhill towards an ocean bay.
She stepped out of her clothes and tossed them on the floor, just in front of the guest bed.
Then she ushered herself into the shower itself. The warm water filtered through the shiny chrome showerhead and onto her tired body. She took full advantage of the expensive honey and lavender shampoos and soaps and conditioners, lathering up every square inch of her flesh.
And as relaxed as she felt in this moment, she knew it couldn’t last. She didn’t have anywhere to go except back to her apartment. Problem was, she was dependent upon Colton to get her back there, and to give her the go ahead as far as Brody Sharp went. She could call the police; maybe they’d give her a ride home and take care of the Brody situation, but she was hesitant, especially after the experience she’d had with the police when she was a teenager.
Regardless, she knew she couldn’t stay long. It wasn’t safe to be around him, not after what she’d already let him do to her, and the way he treated her afterwards.
She stepped out of the shower and onto the heated floor tiles. She wrapped the soft, white towel around her naked hips and stepped back into the bedroom area.
My clothes , she noticed. They’re not where I left them . Taylor glanced up and noticed a silky, pink, camouflage-patterned top and bottom set with lace trim.
She shook her head, annoyed at the billionaire for taking her clothes like that.
He doesn’t own me. And he doesn’t own my clothes.
But she only had two options, waltz around in only her towel until she found him and gave him a piece of her mind…
Or she could surrender and put on the flimsy sleepwear, knowing it would at least securely cover most of her naked body.
Ugh.
Taylor walked slowly down the writer’s hallway in her borrowed wardrobe. I might as well be naked , she thought. She could feel puffs of air brush up against the lower cheeks of her ass, the same ass that practically hung out of the outfit she was wearing.
And then her heard his voice. Something wasn’t right in his world , that much was clear to her the instant she heard his vocal inflection.
“They’re gonna have to face me at some point! And if…” he paused to whoever he was talking to on the phone. “ If they’re lucky enough to get a shot in before I see ‘em coming, then so be it.”
She took a few more steps until she reached the top of his stairs. She knew she shouldn’t be listening in on Colton’s conversation
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