Chapter 17

"I think I should go and clean the guns," Hans muttered. He set the empty plate down, got up from his chair, and took the two gun cases into the other room. Royce still hadn't taken his eyes off Kenzie, but he reached for a bottle of vodka and poured her a small shot.

"Drink this." He held it out and she downed it, wincing at the burn.

"Thanks, I needed that," she said, still unable to meet his gaze.

"Little Mac, look at me." He caught her chin to turn her head his way. She stared up at him, seeing those burning brown eyes, the hint of stubble that was like a sexy shadow on his jaw.

"You can do this. It's just like in classI give you an order and you obey, no questions, no sass. The only difference is that you'll be in revealing clothes, probably cuffed, collared, and"

"And?" Kenzie had a sense she knew what was coming.

"And I might have to be intimate with you. Probably not full-on sex, but there might be something else required to prove our 'legitimacy' if it comes to that."

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