By Invitation Only by Allie Quinn

Author:Allie Quinn [Quinn, Allie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary; BDSM
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2015-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Raven

Fuck it all to hell.

I should never have issued such a quick invitation. I should never have delivered it to her at her office. I should stop watching her every move.

Now I see she’s running late, rushing to get to the Castle. To me.

At the very least, she might get a traffic ticket. Hell, she could get into an accident.

As I watch her race to her car, I see the error of my ways. I’m going to have to come up with a better way to meet up with her. I watch her stumble in the parking lot; the heel broke on her shoe. My heart stops, but then I am vastly relieved to see that she managed to keep from falling on her face. “Fuck,” I muttered out loud. At this rate, she might not even make it to her car, so she didn’t have to even worry about getting a ticket. I needed to slow her down, calm her down, but how to do so without giving myself away?

I suppose I should be glad for the broken heel. It held her attention. If she had been looking around, she probably would have seen me watching her. If I simply approached her, not letting her know who I really am, she’ll just rush more to get to her appointment on time after I leave her.

I pulled out my nonwork phone, just in case she decided to do a little investigative work and see if she can discover who I am through my number. I sent her a text. It wasn’t the best solution. It wasn’t quite a lie, but I had to do something, and it was the best I could come up with before she put her foot to the gas pedal.

I’m running late and won’t be able to be at the Castle by 7. So don’t rush. I should be there by 8. Waiting for you.

From where I stood, I saw her visibly let out a big breath. At least now I know she won’t feel like she needs to drive like a speed demon. I head to my own car. I’ll be at the Castle long before eight.

My phone dinged to signal an incoming text.

How did you get my number?

You filled out paperwork I’m privy to it because I invited you.

That wasn’t a lie either.

I climbed into my car, knowing she might be looking around, wondering if I watched her. I’m not a creeper by any means. I’m a man who has watched out for her for some time. I have always cared about her. I’ve wanted her from the first moment I got close to her, got to know her. Now that I’ve touched her, I know she holds my soul in the palm of her hand.

I watched her leave the parking lot as my own feelings for her threatened to overwhelm me. For so long, I’ve wanted nothing more than to touch her, kiss her, feel her tight heat. Now that I have, I’ve discovered that it’s not enough.

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