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“You got it, boss.”
“And hey Tony?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks again. I mean it.”
“Anytime.”
Lukas speaks up. “Are we sure about such a public setting for a meeting?”
“The Square has a private dining room, and Tony knows discretion is important. He'll know what to do.”
Jackson chuckles. “I want to be Tony when I grow up.”
I'm giggling, but Bennet and Luis don't miss a beat. Both of them say, in unison, “I'd just be happy if you grew up.”
They quickly turn to stare at each other before everyone bursts out laughing. I laugh so hard my sides ache, and I definitely know, without a doubt, that I have never been this happy.
Bennet stands, and I expect that he's going to go back to the office, but he surprises me once again.
“Well, now that's all taken care of…I read through some of the files that Tony sent over this morning, there's some pretty disturbing stuff in there. You're welcome to use my computer if you want to dig into it, plus there's the laptop, of course. I'll be upstairs for the rest of the afternoon.”
Is he going to take a nap?
On his way around the table, he grabs my hand and pulls me to walk behind him. Looking back at the guys' surprised faces, I raise my eyebrows and bite back a grin.
Bennet doesn't say a word as he leads me upstairs into his bedroom. I haven't really spent any time in here, but I'm not surprised to see how neat and put together everything is.
While he's digging through a closet, I admire the way he looks in his grey sweatpants and white t-shirt. It's an unusual look for him, almost unnatural, but as he turns and stalks towards me, I definitely have great appreciation for the assets that are highlighted.
The sweatpants hang low on his waist, flowing over the curves of his body, especially his thick and growing erection. I watch, hypnotized, as it bobs beneath the fabric of those blessed pants. Before I know it, he's standing before me, shirtless, a knowing smirk on his face.
“Like what you see?”
“Well, duh, look at yourself.”
He chuckles and starts laying neck ties over his shoulders. He puts six of them around his neck and throws a handful of others to the side.
“What are those for?”
“You'll see. I want to play a game.”
The wetness between my thighs that started as soon as he pulled me into this room, walking around in those damn pants, becomes a trickle.
“That sounds fun.”
“This game is called 'Bennet is in charge, and Six doesn't talk back'.”
Laughing, I roll my eyes. “That sounds like less fun.”
Raising an eyebrow, Bennet removes one tie from around his neck and closes the distance between us. I have to crane my neck to look up at him.
“First, I'm going to take away your sight. So now, not only can you not roll your eyes at me, but you won't know what's coming.” He smirks before he wraps the tie around my eyes, blindfolding me.
“So, what are the rules?” I feel his body move away from me, but I can't hear his footsteps on the carpet, so I have no idea where he's gone.
“Rule number one,” his voice comes from directly behind me, sending a shiver down my spine. “You do whatever I say, when I say it, without question or hesitation.”
