Slow Seduction (Struck by Lightning) by Tan Cecilia

Author:Tan, Cecilia [Tan, Cecilia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2014-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

Eight

Strange Doors That We

Never Close Again

I told Helen and Linae the news. The earliest train I could get was early afternoon, so I wandered the streets of York for a few hours before it came. The narrow, cobblestoned streets full of charming little shops still seemed more like something from a fantasy book than a real place to me, but I couldn’t really concentrate. All I could think about was James.

Damon texted me throughout the day, winding me up even more. Especially when my train was late. I’ll pick you up at King’s Cross, he messaged. We’ll need to go directly to the club. I don’t suppose you have anything suitable to wear with you.

While on the train I ended up texting him a complete list of everything I had with me, to which he replied: Perhaps you’ll have to go naked…

And then a bit later: With no time to prepare you, V. has an ingenious idea for your debut.

He said nothing about what the ingenious idea was, though, which I’m sure was intended to key me up. Knowing that didn’t keep me from getting keyed up, either.

He teased me with a few other texts, too, like: The director makes his own floggers and flails. When he approved you he told me he was making one especially to use on you himself.

In other words, I was a nervous wreck by the time I arrived in London. I tried to imagine how the reunion with James would go. Maybe they would put me to serving drinks, which was something I was certainly qualified to do. I would be carrying a tray with a glass of whiskey to a man seated in the parlor, talking politics. He would look up to accept the glass, see me and…?

Or maybe I would be lined up with the other trainees. I remembered the pony players from the party in York and imagined us lined up like horses waiting for riders, each one tethered to a post, as club members would come by and look us over. And then along would come one tall, well-dressed man, whose eyes would light up in delight and relief when he saw me…

The party was probably going to be nothing like that, but I couldn’t stop myself from hoping and dreaming.

At King’s Cross, Damon was waiting on the other side of the turnstiles, as if taking no chances on us missing each other. He swept me into a kiss that bent me back before I even realized what he was doing.

“What—?”

“Sh. Making it look good for the constables,” he said into my ear, as he righted me and began walking quickly, one arm around my shoulders, toward the exit.

“Are you kidding me? Damon—”

“Ah ah, it’s Mr. George, remember?”

Shit. “Yes, Mr. George.”

“Tsk-tsk, and I’ll have to punish you for that.”

“Of course you will,” I said, somewhat sarcastically, “Mr. George.”

He opened the back door of a limousine at the curb and then followed me in. I didn’t get a look at the driver, but the car began to move and then my attention was on other things.

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