Echoes of Passion by Lucia Jordan

Author:Lucia Jordan [Jordan, Lucia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, erotica, bdsm, submission, bondage, alpha male
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Echoes of Passion Book 2

Katie opened the front door, and a large bouquet of red roses stared back at her.

“Delivery for Katie Stevens?”

“Yes. Thank you.” Katie held the bouquet a foot away from her body. She had never been a fan of flowers, but she was a fan of the sentiment. A green card peeped through the red petals, but she couldn’t seem to gather the courage to check it.

It had been three days since she had left Damon’s apartment in a rush, and three days since she had regretted it. The pain on her belted ass had died down, but the memories had stayed alive. They repeated themselves all day, and her pussy reacted so strongly that Katie was amazed at her stupidity which made her leave.

The phone rang and she jumped. “Hello?”

“Hi, Katie. What you up to?”

“Nothing,” she mumbled, her eyes glued to the green card, which would hold the sender’s name.

“Do you want to go shopping in the evening?”

Katie reluctantly looked away from the flowers. “No, Brianna. I don’t think I’m up for it today. Maybe tomorrow?”

“Did you call back the freak?”

Katie smiled at the nickname Brianna had for Damon. “No, I couldn’t do it. You know how embarrassed I am. He’ll probably hang up on me anyway.”

“You just left his place without telling him. It’s not a cardinal sin for God’s sake!”

Katie bit her lip. She had saved poor Brianna the gory details. She would have shuddered at the mention of how his hand had branded her ass with red and made her scream…

She shook her head to clear it. “I don’t think it’s a good idea. I’ll call you back in a bit, alright?” With Brianna screaming on the other side, Katie hung up.

Grinding her jaw together, she swooped down on the gigantic bouquet like an avenging angel and snatched the card off it.

Damon.

Shit!

He sent me flowers? Why?

Katie sat down, watching the handwriting. The first time she had seen his precise, scholarly handwriting was when he had freaked her out by sending her her address in a note. He didn’t really know how to go about…courting women, as some would say. She couldn’t bite back a smile, and Brianna’s words pounded in her brain. You just left his place without telling him.

She was just going to pretend that her lie was actually true. If he had sent her flowers, it surely meant…he wanted to give their arrangement another chance. Try as she might, a committed relationship title for that thing, seemed inappropriate.

Two hours later, she glanced at her watch as the elevator carried her up to the penthouse apartment. Her knees were shaking, and her high-heeled boots struggled to carry her quailing form. In her hands, she held a batch of freshly baked cupcakes. Now that she thought about Damon, all virile and masculine, she felt incredibly stupid. In a hurry, she looked around, wondering where to dump the offending cupcakes. The doors opened before she could find anything and Damon stood three feet away, his hands in his pants pockets.

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