While Frankie drives us to my lunch shift at Lupa, he doesn’t mention – at all – anything that may or my have not passed between us this morning. I watch him carefully from the corner of my eye, watching for any hint or a sign but… No, there’s really nothing. Frankie’s rather a lock box, isn’t he?
“No,” I say, casting my eyes down, sensing that now is not a moment to press, or counter, or play coy. No, he wants to dominate me in this moment, to play boss. And I know how to play my role in this game. “I’m sorry, Edward – but I…” I hesitate, glancing over at Andre, trying to decide if I will ge
Edward and I have barely begun chatting when Andre comes over to take our order. He plays it up a little bit, scowling playfully at Edward and ribbing him for taking away his best bartender, and I’m a little shocked at Andre’s acknowledgement of what Edward has done until I see that Edward is please
I force my mind back to the situation, wondering how to handle this. “Is that the kind of girl you want me to be?” I ask, my voice soft, coy. “Yes, Bambi,” Edward says, leaning forward to stare at me intently. “I like my girls…obedient. And I reward them handsomely when they do as I say.” He holds
I sigh, hanging my head, not meeting any of the dozen eyes that are on me right now. Instead, I press my eyes shut, and force myself to take a deep breath, trying to pat down my anxiety and my dread, wondering how the hell I’m going to handle this. I mean, should I ask Christian to get me out of i
When Frankie holds the now-lit cigarette out to me, filter first, he exhales a long breath of smoke. I take the cigarette delicately in my hands and raise it to my lips, looking at the end. Where Frankie’s lips were just pressed. “It’s not going to bite you, Bambi,” he murmurs, his voice soft, but
I wait anxiously on a bar stool as the evening shift begins at Lupa, my eyes on the door, my back ramrod straight. It was a fight, of course, last night, when we walked in the door and Frankie cheerfully announced to Christian and Nico that I was a dumbass who set another date with Edward for toni
I almost immediately discover that…I do not like Edward’s world. Now that he’s got me here, completely under his control? Edward drops any veneer of being nice. In the car on the way to dinner, he barely pays attention to me, instead spending his time making a variety of phone calls I don’t unders