clothing was going to be a serious problem and one she couldn’t see either Alex or Zach being too anxious to help her solve. If she could just get in touch with Jenna, she was sure she could get her to help her go into town for a bit of shopping. She’d need to get to her computer or her cell phone soon; maybe they’d take her to her car or, better yet, have it moved up by the house for her, then she’d be able to leave as soon as she got the stitches out and figured out a safe place to go. Jenna would help her find a new location, she just needed to be able to contact her without spilling the beans.
* * * *
Alex stood in the doorway, watching Katarina look out the window, he could always tell when her mind was working at warp speed because she chewed on her bottom lip and talked to herself. “It’s not going to happen, you know.” She spun around so quickly he saw her wince with pain before she was able to mask it. “Jenna isn’t going to come and spirit you away. For one thing, she knows we’ll be watching for her, and for another, she is avoiding this place like the plague because of Colt.”
“Colt?”
“Colt Matthews is our chief of security. He was our team leader and has been our friend for more years than I care to think about. He and Jenna have a mutual attraction that they are both fighting. Instead of seeing where it might lead, they pick at each other like a couple of kindergarteners. We’ve been amused by it, but we are probably going to have to give them a little shove soon, it’s starting to be distracting for everyone around them.” Alex pushed away from the door and moved into the room. He walked to Kat, taking her hand in his and pulling her to stand. “Raise your arms up, Katarina, I have something for you to wear so we can go downstairs for dinner. There are often others eating at this time, employees, friends, Club members; we want you to meet everyone, but we’d rather you were dressed. For now.”
Alex’s sly smile told her that he didn’t plan to always have her dressed in front of his friends; why that didn’t make her angry was a puzzle in itself. As a matter of fact, even though the idea scared her, it was also exciting. God, maybe her college boyfriend had been right, maybe she was sick and twisted.
“Christ, what I wouldn’t give to know what just went through that sharp little mind of yours.” Zach had been standing behind Alex, watching the play of emotions move across her face. It was obvious she’d responded positively to Alex’s not-so-subtle reference to having her naked in front of others in the future, but then he’d seen what had looked a lot like shame for just a heartbeat, definitely something they would need to explore.
Kat raised her hands and felt Zach move behind her, he placed his hands on her hips and slid his hands up in a slow, seductive move that had goose bumps breaking out all over her body. Alex dropped the silk chemise over her head and let it slide down her body. The dress was a beautiful midnight blue and fit her like a glove. It fell to just a few inches above her knees and flared slightly from the waist so it would swish when she walked. God, she loved clothes that swished. “Beautiful,” was all Alex said as he lifted her hair and spread it over her shoulders. “Let’s go, I’m sure you must be starving.”
“Hold on, I’m not ready yet, I don’t have any panties or shoes.” Kat stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the two of them like they’d lost their minds.
“You don’t need panties, we’ll just rip them off you, so what’s the point? Hell, if we have our way, you’ll never wear the damned things again.” Zach was obviously trying to not grin at the wide-eyed look she was sure had been on her face before it flushed wildly. “And we don’t allow subs to wear shoes in The Club unless they are ‘Fuck me’ shoes; so having you barefoot will not be seen as unusual to anyone you might meet at