Power Play [Pleasure Playground 2]

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Authors: Eliza Gayle
problem was. He'd asked for her to be honest and that's what she'd tried to do. This attitude of his was for the birds. She'd left her purse in the office before she'd entered the Dark Room last night, but she still needed to find her keys. She turned in the direction of the platform and wanted to cry when she spied the bench he'd had her on last night. Had it only been a few hours ago? It felt like an eternity since he'd had her naked and needy enough to make her agree to his wild offer just to achieve release.
    She balled her fist and stuck it in her mouth, biting down until the need to weep passed. Tears brought on by emotions were the weakest kind. She straightened her spine and rounded the seating area on the hunt for her car keys.
    "Looking for these?"
    She whirled back to him to find her keys dangling from his fingers. Suspicion immediately filled her mind. How did he have those? She started to ask the question and clamped her lips into a thin line.
    Get out. Don't engage him anymore.
    Sanity stopped her from giving him another chance to make a fool of her. One of these days she'd remember to use her brain first. Determined to save a scrap of self-respect, she stalked toward him only close enough to take the offered prize. If he noticed her movements were jerky and filled with anger, he didn't show a single outward sign. As far as she could tell, he'd turned cold as ice.
    She turned to leave, and his hand clamped around her fingers, rendering her immobile.
    "I'll meet you here after your shoot. We can go to dinner and discuss how this arrangement between us is going to work."
    Jennifer made the mistake of meeting his gaze. For a moment he'd let his guard down and she saw everything. Desire, mirth, and sadness. The last took her aback. Of all the emotions storming through her, she'd never expected his to be so complex. Now she wanted to know why.
    Damned curiosity.
    "Yes, Daegan.” The words came out of her mouth, she knew they did, but she had no idea why. What exactly was wrong with her?
    "No more running, little rabbit."
    With that, he turned and strode out of the Dark Room, leaving her there in a complete mass of confusion. After a few minutes of standing still at a complete loss, she glanced down at the keys in her hand and remembered she had somewhere to be. With no small amount of effort, she put one foot in front of the other and followed the path blazed by the devil.
    She had no idea what time it was, but there was no doubt her schedule was shot. She needed to shove this weird sensation to the back of her mind and concentrate on what needed to be done. When in doubt she could always rely on the comfort of her routine.
    And as far as Daegan was concerned... Well, if he wanted to sport blue balls by the end of the day, it was certainly his right. Who was she to tell him what an idiot he was? For a fleeting moment, she'd thought maybe Daegan would be different. She almost laughed out loud.
    Jennifer grabbed her purse from Eve's desk and hurried out the door. Whatever tricks he had up his sleeve, she'd handle. She had to.
    Daegan stood in his office and looked out the window. Despite the beautiful view of Uptown he had, his gaze remain transfixed on the parking lot below him. Jennifer's dark blue classic ‘69 Fastback Mustang taunted him—almost as much as the woman did. She'd been in the building for hours, and he'd not seen or heard a word from her. He bided his time, giving her some space to not only think about the night before but also finish her work.
    Staring down at the blacktop reminded him of the first time he'd laid eyes on her. She'd pulled into the parking lot on his first day on the job site. At first, it was the classic car purring like a kitten that caught his attention... Until he'd glimpsed a flash of blonde hair as she rounded a curve. He had a hard-on for classic cars, and one with a pretty girl could only be better.
    She'd parked in a parking space not far from the door and quickly emerged

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