Chapter Four
“It’s him! Instinct makes me bolt, but of course, it’s too late. He’s bigger, stronger, and before I take half a dozen paces, he grabs me by the hips, drags me to a stop. The next minute, I’m draped over his shoulder and watching the ground.” Susan paused to judge Nolan’s reaction.
“What happens next?” His gaze held a hint of challenge and an irritating smile played around his mouth.
Susan flexed her fingers and rearranged her hands. She wouldnotresort to violence. “He carries me back to his camp and ties me to a tree. Then, he gets his big knife. Fear makes me whimper as he approaches, and I beg him not to hurt me. His dark eyes glitter, and he sticks the blade under the shoulder strap of my bikini. It’s a relief when he cuts my clothing from my body.” Susan stopped talking and frowned. “How long do you want this fantasy? We’ll have to leave to catch the ferry soon.”
Nolan’s glance held speculation. “One last question. Did you get off on him tying you up? Was the sex good?”
Susan stared right back, not flinching. “That’s two questions.” She was proud of her even tone.
“Pick one and answer,” Nolan ordered.
Susan cocked her head to the side and stared straight into the camera. She let her tongue moisten her top lip in an unhurried swipe. “Oh,” she said. “It was very, very good. The best sex I ever had.”
Hey, Susan.
I have a few minutes before I need to collect Katey from a birthday party. How did your second date go? If you’re falling for my big brother, I’m going to need to put a contract out on him or something. Maybe you could give me a couple of hints about what happened on your date since the suspense is killing me. Thursday night has become my favorite night to watch TV.
One other thing. I’d like to meet you in person. Would you consider that? My in-laws will babysit Katey for the weekend if I ask. They’re always telling me I need to get out more with people my own age. The drive to Auckland isn’t too bad—about five hours, or I might be able to get a flight. I know you have to work, but maybe we could spend a few hours together. No pressure, but it’s difficult to get to know a person via email. You don’t know me well, and if you’d feel better going out in a group situation—maybe drinks and dinner with your friends—I’m fine with that. More than fine. It would be great to meet some of your friends, since they sound like a fun bunch.
Let me know what you think.
Best wishes,
Tyler
A shiver worked through Susan, not fear, but something resembling exhilaration. Grinning, she went in search of Julia.
“Tyler wants to meet. He suggested coming up to Auckland and said if I was nervous about meeting him alone, we could go on a group date with my friends. Will you do it? Will you be my chaperone?”
Julia let out a shriek.
Christina came running from the direction of the dancer’s dressing room. “What? What’s wrong?”
“Tyler has asked Susan out on a date,” Julia said.
“The hot younger brother.” Christina fanned her face, her flapping hand doing nothing to hide her grin. “When?”
“He hasn’t mentioned any particular dates. I think he’s floating the idea.”
“What are you going to do?” Julia asked.
Susan thought about it for two seconds. The answer was easy. “I want to meet him.”
“What about Nolan?” Christina asked.
“I doubt he’ll pick me again. For one, he seems to have a thing for blondes since I’m the only brunette in the group. And two, we seem to strike sparks off each other and end up bickering like kids. He’s attractive, but I think we’d make better friends.”
“I wish you’d give us some hints about the show,” Julia said.
Susan made a buttoning motion across her lips. “Not gonna happen. You’ll have to wait until tomorrow night to see it with everyone else.” A full day of peace before the teasing commenced. “At least the club is getting good publicity. Numbers have been up since last Thursday.”
Julia arched her brows. “Will the numbers increase again this week?”
Susan felt the color sweep into her cheeks. “Quite possibly.”
“Ooh.” Christina rubbed her hands together. “Tell us more.”
