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Cathy expected him to tear her clothes off her, rip his clothes apart, and throw them out of the window so that he could throw her over her desk and take her roughly from any angle he liked. When his response was only a triumphant lopsided grin as he stepped away from her to walk deeper into her office, she felt her heart drop in the pit of her stomach. She could actually feel the weight of it in her belly.

A bad taste flew into her mouth. She had begged for Christ’s sake! Like a sex-starved whore she had begged him to take her!

While she raged inside her eyes studied the picture he presented in front of her desk. His hair was nicely mused thanks to her fingers running through it. The reminder of what her fingers had been doing in his hair and what he had been doing to her without undressing her was like heavy lead on her head.

“God, I feel like such an idiot,” she muttered to herself, her eyes flying over to see if he had his hearing aid on. He did but somehow when she flung her arms over his neck she must have turned it off. Good, because if he heard and knew just how embarrassed she was that would be another win for him and he seemed to be packing a lot of wins against her lately.

God how she hated his smug guts!

Feeling even more ashamed when he continued to say nothing, she hugged her arms to her midsection and squeezed as if that would send her heart back to her chest.

When he turned away from her desk she had the distinct feeling that he heard what she said hearing aid or not. Those eyes were very revealing.

“You don’t think I’m actually going to fuck you like a backstage stripper do you?”

She didn’t comment. She wouldn’t have minded in the heat of the moment given how greedy she was.

Ted narrowed his eyes at her still grinning. “Is that what you want?”

She shrugged and knew she was behaving like a spoiled teenager but was too angry to care.

He laughed loving this bratty side of her. He loved every side of Cathy Dark Storm. He had won as he knew he would. The woman could only lie for so long but he knew her better than she knew herself. Hell, he knew her better than himself and it drove him crazy.

“Come on, Cathy, you asked and now you need to tell me how you want it?”

“I didn’t ask, you forced me to.”

He laughed. “I didn't have to hold a knife to your throat or hold a gun to your head, princess. You responded to my touch..."

"Enough!" Her face burned red.

Ted chuckled. "You want me and I want you now tell me how, love.”

She shrugged again and this time she couldn’t fight her dissatisfaction. “I don’t know. Anyhow would have been fine but you just…walked off without finishing what you started…I guess that’s all this was for you. A game right?”

If she looked down she would have seen his cock, so hard it was enough to knock someone senseless with, straining to claim her. It was all he could not to cross the room and throw her down on her knees so that he could take her from behind.

But Theodore Cyneric was not an animal. He was an intentional man. A careful man. And in his world carefulness and patience were virtues. Going hot-headed into a mission would get you killed and Cathy Dark Storm might very well kill him with lust if he wasn’t careful.

So he walked toward her and tilted her face up to his. He didn’t have to lean his head for her to lift her face to meet his. She was like a rose, a passionate rose, waking up to his sun.

He made up for his actions by kissing her heatedly and she responded just as he knew she would. But Ted kept the kiss short.

“I will pick you up tonight.”

She immediately pulled back. “No, I can’t leave the club.”

“Darren and Taylor can handle it.”

“They are kids. The club is mine and I can’t be away from it for too long.”

He pinched her chin gently between his thumb and index finger, watching her eyes react to his touch. “Cathy, I have plans for you that are more than a rough tumble on your table. Can’t you find someone to take your place?”

Her brain worked quickly. “My brother…”

He dropped his hand, still holding her gaze. “Perfect. He will manage the club for the next three days.”

“Three days?!” she shrieked and pushed away from him.

“That is my price.”

She shook her head. “No not three days, tonight and that is all you get.”

“And tonight is enough for you?” his eyes and tone were once again light and teasing. “Cathy, I don’t want to fuck you once and call it quit, I want to make you a twenty-course meal and I am going to take my time sampling every flavor of you over and over and over.” He stepped toward her and leaned down to catch her bottom lip between his teeth, running his tongue sensually along its edge before releasing. “I am picking you up tonight.”

Without giving her another chance to argue he opened the door and was out in seconds.

Cathy started to go after him when she realized her gown was still drawn up and by the time she pulled it down and made sure she wasn’t as disheveled as she felt inside, he was long gone.

"Cathy?" 

She swung around to see Taylor walking from the bar to the front door where she stood still trying to arrange her hair. But it felt like all her sins and Theodore's kisses were plastered to her forehead. 

"Is everything alright?"

She forced a smile. "Yeah sure I just uh...I was hoping to catch Ted...I mean Mr. Cyneric before he left."

"He just rushed out a few seconds ago."

She pretended like she didn't know and widened her eyes. "Oh. Okay. Uhm...the drinks?"

"They are in the basement. I can't believe he sent three trucks. We have more than enough for tonight."

"Yeah, I'm sure we do," Cathy said absentmindedly. She was angry at Ted and she was angry at herself for not being fast enough to catch him before he left. She didn't even know where to reach him if she wanted to. 

"And he's cute too."

That got her attention like nothing else could. "What did you say?"

Taylor shrugged and blushed. "He is. Even Ginny said so."

Rolling her eyes, Cathy hid her jealousy under layers of a frown. "Ginny thinks anything with XY chromosomes is cute."

"You think he's cute too. I saw the way you looked at him this morning."

"I was mad at him!"

"Yeah sure and I'm sure all you guys did upstairs was yell down each other's throats if you weren't burying your tongues down your throats."

Cathy's face burned red, her blush crept up her face and down her neck. "Taylor get out of my sight," she said in her bossiest tone. The teenager winked with a laugh at her before whistling a toneless song as she walked away.

Cathy was still blushing as she watched her walk away. Of course, she thought Ted was cute. What woman in her right senses wouldn't? And Cathy could bet her life that he was just as scrumptious beneath those layers of clothes. Which brought the most important question to mind: Should she take him up on his offer?

Just three days right? That's all. Three days the debt would be paid and they would both be satisfied and go their separate ways.