here.”
Her face was flushed, perspiration on her skin, her dark hair sweaty at the roots.
“Who?” I said, trying to keep a straight face.
“Scott. That’s who.” Olivia glanced over my shoulder and saw Colin, who was grinning. “What are you laughing at, smoke for brains?”
Seeing Olivia like that and her total indignation was too much. It was also too Olivia. I started laughing so hard I didn’t think I could stop.
“Let me out of here.” Olivia narrowed her eyes at me. “Before I add you to my hurt-maim-or-kill list.”
“If I can stop laughing,” I said between gasps for air. “I think I know now what the collar and leash are for that just came in the mail.”
After this I had a feeling Olivia would be strapping down and collaring Scott rather than the other way around. If he lived through today.
I heard the sound of the front door closing. Apparently Olivia did, too, because she screamed, “I’m going to kill you, Scott!”
Colin peered around the doorway from the bedroom. He stepped back, out of the way of the male who appeared in the doorway.
He was a fairly tall, good-looking human in a gray T-shirt, blue jeans, and athletic sheft athletoes. He had dark hair that curled a little at the ends, and his eyes were a brilliant blue.
His rugged looks belonged to an outdoorsy, athletic kind of guy. The T-shirt stretched taut over his chest and biceps showed just how fit he was. I had to say, Olivia had great taste—at least in the looks department. I didn’t know about brains.
Right now the guy wore a sheepish expression. He was carrying a plastic bag with a drugstore logo and a paper bag of something that smelled like Chinese takeout. Knowing Olivia like I did, kung pao chicken, broccoli beef, and steamed dumplings was my guess.
“You must be friends of Olivia.” He looked from me to Colin. “This must look a little strange.”
“Kinda,” I said with a grin.
“Kinda strange?” Olivia shouted. “A lot strange is you leaving me alone. Get. Me. Out. Of. Here. ” Olivia snarled each word. “And then I’m going to kill you, Scott.”
“You said you liked the idea of being left alone and not knowing where I was … and you wanted to experience a little fear.” Scott set the Chinese take-out bag on the nightstand closest to him while maintaining distance from Olivia. “Weren’t you a little scared?”
“That doesn’t include leaving me alone in my apartment cuffed to the damn bed so I can’t move, blindfolded and gagged.” She jerked against the cuffs, rattling the chains. “I can’t believe you took off. And you actually stopped to get Chinese food? Are you serious?”
He raised the drugstore bag. “You’re the one who forgot something at the drugstore and I had to run to get them—remember? And Chinese was right next door.”
Olivia growled and the flush in her cheeks grew darker. “Isn’t there a brain in your head? You don’t leave someone alone restrained and gagged like this.”
It was just too much. I held my arm to my stomach as I gasped for more breath, trying to stop laughing, but failing miserably. “I’ll do it. I’ll let her out.”
It took only a little of my air magic to make the cuffs drop away from her wrists and ankles.
“Why didn’t you do that to begin with?” Olivia scowled and sat up in the bed as she shook the cuffs the rest of the way off. “You could have let me out ages ago.”
“What’s the fun in that?” I repeated what she’d said last night and grinned. “Besides, I needed time to take this all in.”
I thought Olivia was going to throw one of the cuffs at me. Instead she tossed it on the bed, stood, and glared at Scott. “I’m not finished with you,” she said.
“I certainly hope not,” he murmured, and in the smoldering, sensual look he gave her, I could see exactly what Olivia saw in him. The guy was totally hot.
Olivia just got off the bed, glared, then turned and marched toward her bathroom.
When I saw the