Nanny and Her Four Alpha Bullies
“Three fast taps on my shoulder if you need me to stop. Do you understand?”
I nod, ready to get on with it.
“Chloe,” he says, breaking character. Which is how I know he’s dead serious about this.
“Yes, I understand.”
“Good girl,” Archer says. “Open.”
I open my mouth and he wraps the handkerchief around my head. It dips into my mouth so much I can bite down on it. I try to say something to test it and it comes out muffled.
“Good,” Archer says, and I’m inclined to agree.