The Bodyguards' Princess by Mayburn Ann

Author:Mayburn, Ann [Mayburn, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Honey Mountain Publishing
Published: 2013-08-03T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

"Why don't we get a dictionary?" Asher complained from the computer.

"Why don't you eat me?" Lalita snapped back and swallowed a yelp as Kent grabbed her and bit the side of her neck.

"I'd love to, but not until we find your trigger."

Still grumpy, she gave Kent a gentle elbow and returned to pacing the room. For the last four hours they had tried every word and word combination they could think of to trigger her. It didn't take Kent long to break the hypnotic suggestion that put her into a trance state, leaving her at the mercy of whoever commanded her. Now the phrase, “Lalita, I want you to start visualizing your vase” would only make her think of pottery. They even went through the whole “I am the lock--I am the key” thing and the words didn't send her into any kind of trance.

Now they were focusing on breaking the hypnotic suggestion that turned her into a nymphomaniac. Knowing she couldn't be put into a hypnotic state against her will made her feel a little better. Unfortunately, none of them could remember exactly what was said during the times her trigger had been set off.

So now they experimented--endlessly.

"Message from Mr. Jerry," Asher clicked the screen and began to read. "Dear Polly, I've spoken with your father and he sends his love. Your mother is still upset about you shopping for a wedding dress without her, but your father is working on her temper. I sent her the information about what you want on your wedding invitations and that seemed to calm her down a bit. She's angry with you, but I think she'll come around." Asher took a deep breath and continued, "Your cousin is still on the outs with the family. Your father wants you to try to find her and talk some sense into her. He thinks you're the only one that can figure out where she is. Have to run, enjoy your time with your bridesmaids. Love, Adam."

"Bridesmaids?" she said in a dry voice and pretended to ponder "I wonder where we could find a dress big enough to fit you."

Kent ignored her pretending to measure him. "Glad to know Mr. Jerry got through to the Sanjit. I hope he didn't tip the anarchists off."

Asher smirked. "As paranoid as Mr. Jerry is? I doubt even his wife knew what he was doing."

"I wish I could talk to my dad." She toyed with the ends of her hair "He would be overjoyed with my makeover." Laughing softly, she sauntered over to Asher and brushed her lips over his ear as she whispered, "Since you made me take out my lip ring, maybe I should get my nipples pierced instead."

His low growl of approval sent a bolt of desire through her but he kept his attention focused on the computer. "Back to work." Giving her a swat on the butt, he gently pushed her back toward Kent.

She grabbed a handful of roasted almonds. "Can we take a break?"

"No," both men answered in unison.

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