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looked to be royally pissed at the moment so he took them off
and tossed them on the desk. “I didn’t invite you to go to Morelly’s. I told
you to go, there’s a difference.”
    “Well, I went and being stuck there all by myself some guy
tried to pick me up.”
    He didn’t doubt that. He let his gaze roam over her tight
little black dress, which hugged her many curves until he latched onto the spot
between her legs and focused all his burning attention there. “Wouldn’t blame
him. It was probably the dress that did it. It’s too short.”
    She gasped and slammed her purse down to act as barrier
between her and his examining eyes. “You don’t even care, do you?”
    “The problem is I do care.” He snapped up his readers and
paused before he put them back on. “Go get something to eat and then go to
bed.”
    “Is that an order?”
    He took his time sliding the glasses up the bridge of his
nose and stared at her over the rims again. “Yes.”
    She squared her shoulders and remained standing just like she
was, with her purse as a pussy shield and her eyes narrowed on him. This
scraped-together bravado of hers was really getting old. He’d thought after
their exchange today she would have softened up a little. “If you’re going to
stay, lose the purse.”
    “I will not.”
    Leaning forward, he placed first one forearm flat on the
desk and then the other. His shoulders shifted, making his biceps swell and
stretch the sleeves of his shirt, testing the seams. It was an intimidating
position, even though he was sitting, and he could tell it was getting to her.
The pulse at the base of her throat beat faster and more erratically as seconds
ticked by. “You will because I said you will.”
    For a minute he thought her inner brat was going to win and
she’d call his bluff and move the purse. Not that he’d mind. He could think of
a lot less desirable things to do than stare at the area of her crotch until
she folded.
    She glared, and then huffed. “You’re impossible.”
    “Make sure you eat something,” he called out as she left and
when he heard her affect a deep tone to mock his last command he added, “Don’t
push me.”
    Shaking his head, he relaxed his shoulders. This was the
problem. She always pushed it. That was one of the things he loved best and
worst about her. It was a mess and a wonder all at the same time. That’s why he
didn’t want to lose her. Why he wasn’t ready to give up. They had a unique
relationship. Unlike any other he’d ever had before.
    Alex had entered his life quite by accident and took him by
storm. She was smart, sexy and feisty. Just the way he liked his woman, but
unlike the women he was used to seeing, Alex was oblivious to the darker side
of her passions. He’d immediately picked up on her kink and because she didn’t
have a clue, he couldn’t resist the challenge. He’d made it his job to open her
up and establish a new and dirty world for her.
    Unfortunately, the demands of real life upset the tenuous
balance of that world and now they needed to find a way back to it. They’d
somehow drifted out of their respective roles and he needed to reestablish
where their limits lay. He needed to readdress the rules and bring her back to
where she was the happiest. He wanted her happy again and he was ready to do
whatever he had to, to make that happen.
    First things first. He needed to get her in the right frame
of mind. Once she was there she would apologize. That was a given. He
understood the pressures she faced with the life they’d led behind closed
doors. He faced the same challenges and as such he was determined that she not shirk
her duty to him.
    He’d had six long months to do nothing but think about what
went wrong. He knew it was an issue of trust. As if he’d sink low enough to
purposely trap her into motherhood. It was laughable and could have been
reasoned out between them if the seeds of doubt hadn’t been so cleverly
planted. And to think Michael