Cherished (Masters and Mercenaries #7.5)(13)

“So you did have dinner with him.” Chris leaned forward. “Do you know if he can cook? If he can cook in the kitchen, he can probably cook in the bedroom.”

Had it only been last night that she’d found out what an asswipe Will Daley was? And then what a creepy-stalker kind of sweet guy he was who made sure she ate something? “No. He made me a tray and left it outside of my door.”

“So it could have been an evil tray and yet you ate it,” Chris pointed out. “He’s got you seriously turned around because you’re usually paranoid about everything.”

She would have protested but he knew her well. “I ate the whole thing. I knew it was him. Am I being an idiot?”

“No,” Serena said.

“Yes,” Chris replied.

It was good that they were in harmony. “I know I shouldn’t even consider it, but I am. I can’t help it. He’s kind of put me in a corner.”

Or against a wall. She’d thought all night about how he’d shoved her against that wall and crowded her before he’d lowered his lips down and taken her mouth like she’d only dreamed of before. She hadn’t been able to think when he had his hands on her. She’d been lucky he’d taken her seriously when she’d told him to stop because if he’d pressed his case, she might have gone under.

She might have ended up with her legs spread wide, pleading for him to put that big cock inside her. God, it had felt big. It had pressed against her belly and tempted her to find out what sex really felt like.

She was pretty sure it wasn’t a yawn. Not with Will Daley.

“Because no one else will go?” Chris asked. “I can find someone for you. I can walk right into the Tin Room and find you a date.”

The Tin Room was Dallas’s infamous gay strip club. Bridget was fairly certain Chris could definitely find her a date there for a price. The man would be gorgeous and have a perfect body and want nothing but cash from her.

Will was offering to give her something in return. He was offering to introduce her to D/s. She could figure out if she really wanted what she wrote about. She’d talked to lots of couples, played around a little, but D/s had always been a metaphor in her books. It was a way to talk about communication between lovers.

“I’ll think about it,” she muttered as Karina walked in the room. The gorgeous dark-haired woman had brought a friend with her, though they seemed a bit awkward together. Karina was lushly curved and her blonde friend looked like a starving Nordic supermodel. “I’m going to go talk to Karina. I’ll be right back.”

“She’s going to ask her about Will,” Chris said.

“Yes, she is,” Serena replied.

“No, I’m not.” She sighed. “Fine. I am since no one else will talk about it.”

She strode over to where Karina was ordering a club soda and her friend was ogling the bartender. “Hey, Karina, can I talk to you for a minute?”

Karina gave her a sure smile. “Of course.”

“I need a diet soda and skinny vodka, heavy on the vodka. Actually just give me the vodka. We’ll call it a martini,” the blonde said.

“Olives?” the bartender asked.

The blonde winked his way. “Only if I’m eating them off your body, honey. I don’t eat anything without some sort of physical activity. When do you get off? Work I mean. Because I can get you off three minutes after that. Seriously. My oral technique is superlative.”

Bridget watched them with a sort of shocked fascination.

“Maia, you promised,” Karina whispered.

Maia shrugged. “I promised I would try. I left the driver intact and he was lovely.” A long sigh came from her perfectly painted mouth. “Fine. But I thought this would be more fun.”

The bartender held up his hands, a wide-eyed look on his face. “I’m gay.”

“I could fix that for you,” Maia replied and then turned away. “Fine. But I don’t see how my not getting any is supposed to do anything but put me in a bad mood. You, entertain me.”

Bridget realized the rude blonde was talking to her. “You, go f*ck yourself.”

A wide smile crossed the blonde’s lips. “Oh, I like this one, Karina.”

“Ignore her. She did Big Tag a massive favor and now we all have to put up with her for a year. I kind of want to kill Tag for that. I’m babysitting.”

“I did a favor for you, too,” Maia said irritably as she picked up her martini. “I handed you Derek on a silver platter. And I don’t need a babysitter.”

“Fine, I’m monitoring the beast,” Karina conceded.

“I like that so much better.” Maia looked out over the gathering.

Bridget really didn’t want to know more. “I wanted to talk to you about Will.”

Maia’s eyes lit up. “The good doctor? The ridiculously na?ve one who almost got everyone killed a couple of months back? He had a very nice ass.”

She didn’t like the idea of Skeletor looking at Will’s ass, but she couldn’t miss the salient point. “Almost got everyone killed?”

Karina frowned. “That’s overstating it a little.”

“Well, they weren’t going to kill him. They were leaving him alive to take the fall for killing you. That man is superhot but he’s dumb as a post,” Maia said. “Actually that’s kind of how I like them. So beautiful. So very stupid. I should look him up.”