Jenna woke slowly, savouring the feeling of knowing she'd just had her first good night's sleep in over a year. Without opening her eyes she stretched, her arms sliding against smooth soft sheets. She shoved a hand under her pillow and rolled onto her side, preparing to go back to sleep.Then she remembered where she fell asleep the night before. In the bed of her captor, Vincent Corey. Well, maybe not his bed exactly, but one belonging to him. And her daughter was there, which is why Jenna slept so well. She was used to lying awake late into the night worrying over her ongoing custody battle with Zach, or stressing about understaffing and bad conditions at the prison. She opened her eyes and sat up, scanning the room for Lola.When she didn't see her daughter she slid out of the bed, reached for her wrap and hurried out of the room. She wasn't overly worried though. For some reason she felt safe in Vince's home. Though she was angry with him for essentially kidnapping her and her

It took Jenna a solid hour of shopping before she finally got into it. That's how long it took her to just accept the gift Vince was giving her, with whatever strings might be attached. She hemmed and hawed in every store they went into until Jared starting picking things out for her. This was when Jenna decided she needed to give in gracefully, or she'd be wearing something even her 88-year-old grandmother would scoff at.She giggled as Jared held up a shell pink blouse that looked like it should be on the set of Little House on the Prairie. It was ultra-feminine with lace at the very high collar and wrists. What was even worse than the style was the price tag. $149.99 for an item that should be immediately made into doilies. "Please tell me you're kidding," Jenna said incredulously as she tried to get her laughter under control. "I can't wear that."Jared turned it around and looked at it, his lip stuck out in concentration and his brow wrinkled in a frown. "What's wrong with

Jenna didn't hesitate, she went into his arms as though it was the most natural thing in the world. At first Vince was shocked, didn't know what to do with the cute, curvy redhead filling his arms. Then instinct took over and he dropped his head to hers, capturing her upturned lips in a kiss that would leave her in no doubt as to exactly what he wanted. Thank the fucking gods, she seemed to want the same thing. She returned his kiss with equal fervor, standing on her toes and touching every part of him she could. A shiver, an actual goddamned shiver ran through him as she raked her nails down his back over top of his shirt, sending a cascade of pleasurable sensations through him. If his dick hadn't been hard as stone a minute ago, it sure as fuck was now. Without breaking the kiss they stumbled down the hall together, hands touching every part of each other they could reach. She tugged at the buttons on his shirt, first trying to undo them with gentle fingers, then tearing at them l

"Shut up, he did not!" Sharon exclaimed, leaning forward against the island where Jenna was pouring ingredients into a bowl."Yes! He broke into my house and tried to terrorize me into doing his dirty work. I nearly had a heart attack, I was so freaked out. He's lucky I didn't call the cops and get him put him in jail right then and there.""More like you're the lucky one, judging from that sex mussed hair I saw this morning," Sharon teased, making Jenna blush and let out a laugh.It had been a little over a week since Sharon started working in the house as a part time housekeeper and nanny. She and Jenna had become fast friends and, after a few days and a few glasses of wine, no topic of conversation was off limits between them. Sharon was formerly part of some kind of clubhouse that Vince and Jared had belonged to. Apparently things went bad, the gang tried to betray the two men and Sharon was caught in the middle. She'd gone to Vince with some information about the betrayal, s

It took some time to calm Lola down, and it broke Vince's heart to see the little girl sobbing in her mother's arms babbling about what'd happened. He wondered how long the trauma would stay with her and vowed to get hold of a child psychologist who could make Lola better. It took hours that night before she was willing to let her mama out of her sight and finally Jenna had to go lay down with Lola in her bed until she fell asleep. That's where Vince found her, curled onto her side, sound asleep wrapped around her daughter. Lola had her hand tangled in Jenna's hair again and her thumb in her mouth. Jenna had told him that she'd stopped doing that a year ago. It was probably a comforting habit that she needed after such a traumatic day.Vince bent over and gently untangled the little hand from Jenna's bright red locks, then gathered Jenna into his arms, picking her up. She woke up as he was carrying her down the hall. "Where're we going?" she mumbled against his shoulder. "Be