chapter Sixty

Vixen led me into the dimly lit room, the rosy scent mixed with the alcohol in my system made me dizzy. I opened my mouth to correct the notion in Vixen's head. Nothing came out. What if she thought I was a client, I needed to tell her that she was making a mistake and was wasting her time. But as I watched her, all the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat when my gaze met hers. Vixen held my gaze as she pulled her gown over her head, I gulped. In front of me in her matching lingerie I couldn't stop staring like a lovesick teenager. The glint in her eyes made me guilty of my thoughts. "I am not a..." The words died in my throat as she palmed her breast, kneading them through the lacy material. Her facial expression was like that of an innocent, Before I could summon the courage to say something more, she knelt in front of me. I felt my cheeks flush from all the blood rushing to them. It was at this moment I understood how anyone who has been in this situation felt. I felt pow