Page 111 of Their Naughty Student (Office Intrigue Duet 6)
“Maybe you need to tell him that.”
Yeah. Maybe I should.
The question was … how did I go about doing it?
When I got home from the coffee shop, there was a note on my apartment door informing me I had a package at the main office.
Feeling slightly giddy, I immediately backtracked. I hadn’t been sure what to expect, but the fancy wrapped boxes that had been bound together by a huge ribbon hadn’t been it. Again, the leasing agent did her best to coax the details out of me, but I declined.
Once inside my apartment, I slowly untied the bow, separated the boxes. I opened the smaller one first. It contained a pair of red strappy sandals with four-inch heels. Inside the long, flat box was a strapless black dress. Short, tight, very sexy. I didn’t own anything of the sort, and I wasn’t sure I would’ve purchased it for myself, but I liked it all the same.
The card inside had a simple message: For tonight. Wear only this. Be ready by seven.
There was no signature, so I wasn’t sure who it was from. I could see both Edge and Cav picking this out. It was the perfect mix of sexy and elegant, the right fit for a night out at a restaurant or a club. Was that where we were going? Or did they have something else in mind? Perhaps another long ride in a limo?
Regardless, I was eager for the evening to begin.
Too bad I still had hours yet.
By the time seven o’clock rolled around, I’d finished all my homework for the week and put myself through a rigorous beauty regimen. I was washed, shaved, lotioned, polished, and dressed by the time the knock on my door sounded.
Did I mention I was breathless? Yeah. That, too. More so when I opened the door to see two ridiculously attractive Doms dressed in… “Tuxedos?”
Edge grinned, a sexy smirk that actually reached his eyes. “Do you approve?”
I glanced down at myself, wondered briefly if I was ridiculously underdressed.
Before I could question myself, Edge and Cav stepped into the apartment, crowding me as they did. I took a step back, staring at them both.
Cav, in a move I was getting familiar with, slid his hand beneath my hair, tugged me close until our lips met. “You look stunning, cupcake.”
“Thank you.”
When Cav released me, Edge took his turn, his fingers curling beneath my chin seconds before his lips met mine.
“I apologize for not giving you the details of tonight’s event. We’re going to an engagement party at the Langham.”
“Engagement party?”
“Yes. Justin, Ben, and Addison are making it official.”
I smiled, happy for the three of them. “I didn’t know.”
“They just announced it. The party’s spur-of-the-moment,” Edge admitted. “Apparently, Luci wasn’t going to let Addison forego the opportunity to celebrate.”
“Can’t say I blame her. It’s a big deal.”
“So they say,” Edge said.
Cav moved to stand behind me, his hands sliding my hair back from my shoulders. I was intoxicated by his touch, eager for more until I realized he was merely placing something around my neck.
“This is yours for the evening,” Edge said.
Unable to see, I touched it, trying to get an idea.
“It’s a day collar,” he explained, his gaze zeroed in on my neck. “It’s a symbol to others that you’re claimed.”
I nodded, meeting his eyes. For some reason, his explanation sounded a little cold. Figuring I was reading something that wasn’t there, I absently touched the thin necklace that ringed my neck as I stared up at him. “May I look at it?”
His grin was so sexy. “Of course.”
I shrugged off the strange feeling of disappointment, then walked down the hall to my bathroom. At the mirror, I peered down at the rose gold chain intricately woven around what looked like a hundred tiny diamond chips. My breath caught in my throat. It was stunning, and though I wasn’t big on jewelry, certainly didn’t own anything expensive, I could tell this wasn’t fake.
When I returned to the living room, both men were waiting for me, hands in their pockets, grins on their faces.
“Tonight’s festivities are vanilla,” Cav clarified. “Considering we’ll be in mixed company. You have nothing to worry about. Despite the location, we’ve been informed it’s a casual get-together.” He motioned toward his fancy suit. “With the exception of the dress code.”
“I’ve booked us a suite for the evening,” Edge said. “So all bets are off after that.”
Really? That was a twist I hadn’t anticipated. The disappointment from a few minutes ago faded away. I was clearly prejudging this situation and I needed to go with the flow.
I glanced back at my bedroom. “Should I pack a bag?”
He shook his head. “Not necessary. Everything you’ll need is already waiting for you.”
Not quite comfortable with that statement, I prepared to argue. “I … uh…”
Edge stepped forward, placed his fingers over my lips. “As your Dom, I’m requesting your silence in this matter.”
