“What?”
“Nothing. I understand. Rachel’s the only C Crue-approved visitor tonight,” I say in a teasing voice.
He rubs a thumb over my bottom lip. “I know a girl who’s begging for a long, hard spanking.”
“I’m not.”
He gives my ass a slow squeeze. “Then be a good girl.” He kisses me one last time before walking to the door.
“Connor?”
“Yeah?” he asks, turning back.
“What are we doing? Is this a little bit of nothing? Or a little bit of something?”
“It’s something.”
I smile, happier than I should be. He’s dangerous and likes to order me around, which I know is something we’re going to clash over eventually. But I do want to mean something to him.
“I’ll see you,” he says as he leaves.
* * *
Zoe
Rachel arrives with a bottle of gin and half a dozen limes.
“Do we need that many?” I ask, setting them on the counter.
She shrugs, getting glasses down from the cupboard. I wash a lime and cut it into wedges. She gets two glasses from the freezer and tonic from the fridge. In a ridiculously long pour, she half fills the two glasses with Grey Goose.
“Jayzus, Rach.”
She coats each rim with lime juice before dropping a wedge in the glass and splashing some tonic over it. I pull my glass back before she heads to the couch with it. I add more tonic water and another squeeze of lime, knowing that that little bit of dilution may not be enough.
She sits on the couch and swirls the contents of her own glass, then takes two long swigs.
“All right,” I say, joining her on the couch. “Spill.”
“Nothing,” she says. “You’re the one who was snatched up by C Crue. Tell me.”
I wince and shake my head. She’s heard. Word’s out. “What are people saying?”
“That you’re Connor McCann’s property.”
I flush and lean back. “That’s a bit much.”
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“What do you mean? He took me. Literally took me.”
“So you said. And now? It’s done. You answered his questions, and it’s done?” she asks softly.
I look into my glass, take a long swig, and then continue to have a stare-down with the lime wedge.
“I don’t know.”
“If you’re with him, I won’t be able to come here. I won’t be able to see you at all. You get that, right?”
