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“I dress to work,” she told him stiffly “This,” she waved her hand down the outfit, “is safe Unassue of the poor little orphan child the Vanderales felt sorry for It gets results I’m not seen as a threat, nor a for secrets”

“And you didn’t risk your heart, because you made certain you wore a shield that screamed keep away,” he told her

He could see it now He had seen it theeverything in, that ho her body

She was silent She crossed her arms over her breasts and stared back at him impassively

That lookfor the feral displace, an arch of challenge to an inner part of hiave him pause

As though the aniht they had killed inside hi out the woman he knew hid behind those eyes

“What would you wear forhis eyes rove over her body “You have gorgeous legs High heels instead of those thick heels you’re wearing?”

Her lips pressed together tightly

“You wear silk to sleep in, gowns that make my mouth water to chew off your pretty body I know your breasts are perfect, perfect for my hands, for my lips Would you wear silk that hinted at those curves? Skirts that bared your pretty legs?”

“Trying to change me already, Mercury?” she asked with false sweetness “You actually lasted longer than I expected”

He grinned at that He was pushing her, daring her, and pricking at needs he knew she had She had been Vanderale’s paper pusher for so da else He wanted her to be herself He wanted that olimpse within her The one who scratched at his shoulders, who bit his arm when she came, just as he bit her shoulder

“I dare you” He voiced what he knew she didn’t want to hear “Just one day Just with me Show the wohs Show me how she lives”

Her eyes darkened, regret and pain, want and need flickering within them

She shook her head and looked down at her clothes “What you see is what you get, Mercury”

He shook his head to that “What I see is the shell of the woht I want all of you, Ria Everything”