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“You pleased me very much tonight, Pepper. Thank you.”
“Anything for you, Jett.”
Just what I liked, a willing submissive. I smiled at her and left the room. It was time to get some sleep.
Chapter Eleven
“Hit It”
GOLDIE
The warm morning sun beamed down on my body as I slowly woke from one of the best night’s rests of my life. I really didn’t think a bed could make that much of a difference in a good night’s sleep, but damn was I wrong. The bed was so damn comfortable that I didn’t even want to move.
The smell of rich coffee floated through my room, making me sit up to see where the smell was coming from. My hair was strewn across my face as I looked through the room. I pushed it to the side and was startled when I saw Kace sitting in a chair next to a wheeled-in cart of food.
When I looked him in the eyes, they were burning with . . . desire?
That was when I remembered I like to sleep naked. I knew I should cover up as quickly as possible, but I couldn’t help but flaunt my body when a man was staring at me with such heat lacing his eyes.
“Good morning,” I said, giving him a sleepy smile.
“Aren’t you going to cover yourself up?”
“Why would I do that when you are clearly enjoying the show?”
Kace looked down at his coffee and cleared his throat. “Put something on, Goldie.”
God, he was such a grouch.
I threw my robe on, well the robe that was given to me, and sauntered over to the cart where there was another chair waiting to be sat in. I crossed my leg just to show off an expanse of skin to drive the man crazy. Ever since I met him, he grated my nerves and if I could torture him a little, I would.
He glanced down at my leg before looking back up.
“I thought you got laid last night,” I said, grabbing a croissant and shoving it down my face. The buttery, flaky pastry melted in my mouth, making me moan with delight. I grabbed another and started chewing on it, in a more ladylike manner this time.
“I did,” Kace said, as he watched me inhale the French bread.
“Then why are you so grumpy?”
“I’m not.”
I paused before I shoved another piece of croissant in my mouth. “So, you’re telling me this is how you act all the time? Damn, I wouldn’t want to piss you off.”
“Glad you realized that. Now let’s get down to business.”
Kace pulled out a folder from behind him and placed it on the cart. I licked my fingers clean, took a big gulp of the smoothest coffee that had ever hit my tongue, and grabbed the folder. I crossed my legs Indian-style, making sure to push my robe in front of my crotch, and opened the folder.
“That is your contract. Read it carefully and sign the bottom.”
“Ugh, that’s too much reading. Can’t you just explain everything to me?”
Kace rolled his eyes and cleared the cart so we could both look at the contract together. He scooted his chair closer to mine and I got a good whiff of his cologne. Oh sweet Jesus, this moody man smells like heaven.
Damn him.
“Alright, we already discussed the attire and restrictions about having to wear masks around the house. If you leave the house, you are to be fully clothed and you need to leave through the back, never the front. I will show you the back entrance later.”
“Oh, will you?” I asked, while wiggling my eyebrows.
