Dom
What are you doing?
I should leave him on read, make him sweat a little.
Me
Nothing.
Dom
Get dressed and meet me downstairs in ten minutes.
Me
Where are we going?
Dom
You’ll see. Be a good girl and do as you’re told, please.
An exciting shiver runs down my spine. Despite wanting to act like a brat and ignore him, I know I’ll end up downstairs. I change quickly, brush my hair and teeth, freshen up my makeup, and sprint to the elevator.
As I step out of the elevator and into the lobby, Dominik is standing there, eagerly waiting for me. His eyes light up, and a smile automatically forms on my face as he approaches me.
“You came without a fight. I’m impressed, Ms. Jackson.”
He looks effortlessly stunning, as usual, dressed in casual attire—black jeans, a forest-green sweater, and a stylish, black peacoat. His signature look. Dominik’s hair is slightly damp, accentuating the onyx color and making his eyes glow in contrast. God, he’s beautiful.
“You told me to be a good girl.” I smirk, dragging out the last two words on purpose.
He arches a brow at me, and I nearly melt on the spot. “And good girls get rewarded.”
Sweet Jesus.
I’d like my reward right here in this lobby, please and thank you.
Can you be any thirstier? How pathetic. Also, what kind of response was that, Zoe? “You told me to be a good girl?” Get a grip on yourself.
“Where are we going?” I’m desperate to change the subject before my heated cheeks give me away completely.
“Before I answer that, tell me if you’d rather drive or take an Uber. I wanted to walk, but given the weather out there…”
Okay, so we’re going somewhere close.
“You have a car?”
Dominik gives me a puzzled look. “Yeah, I have two.”
“But you never drive.”
“I do, here and there. Used to more when Aaron, Tristan, and I would go to the woods for the weekend to get away from the city. Find a new adventure,” Dominik says, pushing the elevator button.
“What kind of adventures?” I poke, and he gives me a sideway glance, smirking.
“A different kind.” Dominik winks at me.
Shit. Do the three of them have some kinky history? I really want to hear it, but I decide to leave it for another day, maybe after Dom has had a few too many drinks.
