Beau
At five-fifty on the dot, I was downstairs and waiting.
Hendrix was nowhere to be found, and for a minute I wondered if he’d left without me. Disappeared once more.
Walking over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked out toward the water. Since my lunch with Zoe and Bethany, I’d been thinking about their advice. How to handle him and protect myself, and so far, I had come up with nothing.
Heaven help me.
Lost in thought, I didn’t hear him come into the room. Wasn’t aware of his proximity until he snaked an arm around my waist. Caught me off guard, and I jumped. “Shit!” I yelped, losing my balance, and falling back against his chest.
“Careful, nymph.” His hold tightened, nose tracing the shell of my ear. “Don’t want you to get hurt, although, I will tan that ass red if you continue to be a bad little girl.”
“W-What?” At my stuttering, he nipped my neck and stepped back. Turned me around so he could appraise me from head to toe.