Power Play: Katie and the Dom by Selena Kitt Read Free Book Online Page A

place was packed with people dressed just as she was, in yoga pants
and tank-tees and trainers, carrying water bottles and hand towels.
    “Can I help
you?” A blonde at the counter smiled and waved her over and Katie gave her the
free membership pass, which turned into a sales pitch the likes of she hadn’t
heard since a Kirby salesman had shown up at her door wanting to sell her a
fifteen-hundred dollar vacuum. She didn’t buy that and she wasn’t going to buy
this either—but she didn’t tell Jenna that.
    Jenna was
very bright and bubbly and knowledgeable about things like Kettle Bells and
core training and aqua-aerobics. She took her on a tour of the facility and
Katie smiled and nodded as they went through the women’s locker room. It was
already quite familiar to her—although she didn’t tell Jenna so as she put her
purse and bag in the locker, pinning the key to the waistband of her yoga
pants.
    Finally,
Katie couldn’t stand it anymore. “So, is Mr. Quinn around?”
    “He’s
upstairs.” Jenna pointed upward and Katie saw a row of mirrored glass all
around the gym. “That’s where the offices are. Do you… do you know him?”
    “Oh, sort
of.” Katie shrugged, trying to keep the heat from her cheeks, but she couldn’t
help wondering if he could see her right now, staring up at him. “So what were
you saying about yoga classes?”
    Finding her
place in her sales pitch, Jenna went on, showing Katie their large, open
classroom. It was right under the mirrored glass windows and Katie imagined
Liam would have quite a view from up there. Smirking, Katie suddenly had an
idea.
    Turning to
Jenna, she said, “I think I want to stay and do yoga. Is that okay?”
    “Sure!”
Jenna smiled that dazzling smile. “Just come talk to me when it’s over, okay?”
    Katie took a
mat and spread it out, starting to stretch. Others were doing the same.
According to Jenna, the class didn’t start for another five or ten minutes.
Katie made sure her oh-so-casual stretches were done in a very slow, sexy sort
of way, bending over quite a lot—especially with her back to the mirror. The
truth was, she didn’t know if he was watching—but it was fun to imagine that he
was—and she didn’t really expect to see him today. She just felt strangely
comforted by the idea that she was in the same place, at the same time.
    Yep,
you’re a stalker, this confirms it.
    The class
started, the instructor a very flexible redhead who made the poses look easy,
while Katie, who hadn’t done yoga in ten years, struggled to maintain her
balance. So much for looking sexy, she thought, but she didn’t have much time
to think about Liam or the titillating fact that he might be watching from
somewhere. She had to concentrate on not falling down.
    She was
right in the middle of a Downward Dog pose—although she couldn’t see any
resemblance between her butt-in-the-air posture to any dog she’d ever
known—when Jenna appeared at her side, breaking her concentration and making
Katie fall straight down to the mat in a sweaty heap.
    “Um, you’re
Katie Nelson, right?” Jenna inquired. She looked a little scared and it made
Katie alarmed.
    “Yes?”
    “Mr. Quinn
wants to see you.”
    Katie blinked
at her. “He does?”
    She smiled
all the way up the back stairs, down a long hallway until it came to a
dead-end. Jenna knocked, smiling at Katie, but it wasn’t that dazzling
salesgirl smile anymore, it was the polite, uncomfortable sort.
    “Come in.”
Liam was at his desk in a tall leather chair, a phone to his ear, feet up, his
view exactly as Katie had pictured it, of the yoga class below.
    “Sir, this
is—”
    “Thank you,
Jenna.” He dismissed her, not unkindly, and Jenna shut the door behind her,
leaving Katie and Liam alone.
    “I’ll call
you back.” He hung up the phone, shaking his head and looking up at her. “Brat.”
    “Who me?”
She hid a smirk and only half-succeeded. “I just found one of those free
membership