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clean.”
“Really. Look at you,” she said, running a hand down my chest.
“Just come back up to the room and let me send your current clothes down so they have your sizes.” I hoped she would think I was trying to be helpful instead of just trying to get her naked yet again.
“Sounds like a plan.” Her eyes sparkled as she walked past me and through the door. Her face was glowing.
This was a dangerous game we were playing, indeed, and it seemed like we both had a lot to lose if we gave in. I couldn’t help but smile as I walked behind her up to my room.
Once upstairs and behind the double doors of my bedroom again, I watched as she stripped out of her dress again. Her body was immaculate perfection.
“You can take a shower if you’d like,” I offered, gesturing to the bathroom. “I’ll have a shirt for you when you get out, and I’ll send your clothes down with my staff. It shouldn’t take too long to get replacements,” I assured her.
“Are you sure you don’t mind?” she asked me.
“No, not at all.” The whole time I was skirting around what I really wanted to ask her, what I really wanted to tell her.
I didn’t want her to leave. I knew she should, but I couldn’t help what I felt. Through all of our playful banter and smart-ass remarks, I felt like we were forging some sort of strange connection. I had never met anyone who matched my wit and challenged me the way she did. I wasn’t quite ready to let her go just yet.
She grabbed her purse and took it into the bathroom with her. I sighed, watching her disappear behind the door.
Once Felicity was in the bathroom with the water running, I gathered her clothes from the floor and walked them downstairs to the laundry room where I found my laundry lady and a member of my house security talking and smoking just outside the door.
“Yes, sir,” my guard said, stepping in suddenly and standing at attention.
“At ease, soldier,” I said with a laugh. “You’re a civilian. This isn’t the Army.”
“Yes, sir,” he said, relaxing.
“I’m just your boss, kid. Calm down.” I handed him Felicity’s clothes. “Look, I need you to go pick up some outfits for my guest. Her sizes are on the clothes I just handed you. Use those. She’s a fair skinned redhead, not quite pale. She has green eyes if that helps, but she apparently likes red as you can see by her bra and panties. Anyway, here’s the expense account.” I handed him my card and watched him blush as he looked at her small underwear.
“I’m on it,” he said.
“Right. Outfits and underwear. Matching sets for bra and panties.” I patted him on the shoulder and winked. “Oh, and let’s get those clothes cleaned,” I said as I walked away.
Once she got out of the shower, I was going to see how long she intended to stay.
Chapter Eight
Felicity
With the shower running, I had a moment to text Kleo. I’m alive. Might have found something in his email, but it’s encrypted.
I set my phone down on the counter and cracked the door to see if Hawk was still in the bedroom. I couldn’t tell where he had gone, but he was no longer in there. I looked where my clothes had been and saw they were gone, too. He must have taken them downstairs, I decided.
Just then, my phone buzzed on the counter. It was a text from Kleo.
Can you talk? she asked.
She didn’t wait for a response before she called. Thank God I was alone upstairs.
“Hello?” I answered quietly.
“Hey, it’s good to hear you and know you’ve made it this far.” She laughed.
“Yeah, but I’ve only got a minute to talk before he comes back up,” I told her.
“Holy shit, Felicity! You’re still at his house?”
“Where else would I be?” I asked my boss. “I’m still trying to figure out exactly where the diamond is.”
“Have you found anything other than the email?”
“Really. Look at you,” she said, running a hand down my chest.
“Just come back up to the room and let me send your current clothes down so they have your sizes.” I hoped she would think I was trying to be helpful instead of just trying to get her naked yet again.
“Sounds like a plan.” Her eyes sparkled as she walked past me and through the door. Her face was glowing.
This was a dangerous game we were playing, indeed, and it seemed like we both had a lot to lose if we gave in. I couldn’t help but smile as I walked behind her up to my room.
Once upstairs and behind the double doors of my bedroom again, I watched as she stripped out of her dress again. Her body was immaculate perfection.
“You can take a shower if you’d like,” I offered, gesturing to the bathroom. “I’ll have a shirt for you when you get out, and I’ll send your clothes down with my staff. It shouldn’t take too long to get replacements,” I assured her.
“Are you sure you don’t mind?” she asked me.
“No, not at all.” The whole time I was skirting around what I really wanted to ask her, what I really wanted to tell her.
I didn’t want her to leave. I knew she should, but I couldn’t help what I felt. Through all of our playful banter and smart-ass remarks, I felt like we were forging some sort of strange connection. I had never met anyone who matched my wit and challenged me the way she did. I wasn’t quite ready to let her go just yet.
She grabbed her purse and took it into the bathroom with her. I sighed, watching her disappear behind the door.
Once Felicity was in the bathroom with the water running, I gathered her clothes from the floor and walked them downstairs to the laundry room where I found my laundry lady and a member of my house security talking and smoking just outside the door.
“Yes, sir,” my guard said, stepping in suddenly and standing at attention.
“At ease, soldier,” I said with a laugh. “You’re a civilian. This isn’t the Army.”
“Yes, sir,” he said, relaxing.
“I’m just your boss, kid. Calm down.” I handed him Felicity’s clothes. “Look, I need you to go pick up some outfits for my guest. Her sizes are on the clothes I just handed you. Use those. She’s a fair skinned redhead, not quite pale. She has green eyes if that helps, but she apparently likes red as you can see by her bra and panties. Anyway, here’s the expense account.” I handed him my card and watched him blush as he looked at her small underwear.
“I’m on it,” he said.
“Right. Outfits and underwear. Matching sets for bra and panties.” I patted him on the shoulder and winked. “Oh, and let’s get those clothes cleaned,” I said as I walked away.
Once she got out of the shower, I was going to see how long she intended to stay.
Chapter Eight
Felicity
With the shower running, I had a moment to text Kleo. I’m alive. Might have found something in his email, but it’s encrypted.
I set my phone down on the counter and cracked the door to see if Hawk was still in the bedroom. I couldn’t tell where he had gone, but he was no longer in there. I looked where my clothes had been and saw they were gone, too. He must have taken them downstairs, I decided.
Just then, my phone buzzed on the counter. It was a text from Kleo.
Can you talk? she asked.
She didn’t wait for a response before she called. Thank God I was alone upstairs.
“Hello?” I answered quietly.
“Hey, it’s good to hear you and know you’ve made it this far.” She laughed.
“Yeah, but I’ve only got a minute to talk before he comes back up,” I told her.
“Holy shit, Felicity! You’re still at his house?”
“Where else would I be?” I asked my boss. “I’m still trying to figure out exactly where the diamond is.”
“Have you found anything other than the email?”
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