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Brent highly doubted.
    He moved up behind her, trapping her
against the counter with his body. “You’re good and stuck, princess.” He was
close enough for his breath to stir the fine hairs at the back of her neck.
Close enough to breathe in her silky warmth. Her delicate shiver awakened
something deep inside Brent. A stirring in his cock warned him he was getting a
hard-on.
    Like any red-blooded male he was
attracted to beautiful women. In spite of a hard lesson learned from his last involvement;
to be precise, Connie Simmons. A relationship that had turned sour, while
making him cautious and skeptical of any woman’s intentions. Sophie had already
proved more resourceful than he’d anticipated. He wasn’t about to let his guard
down anytime soon. No matter how enticing she was.
    His body had other ideas though, betraying
him by their close proximity. “You might as well give up.” He twisted her
around in his arms, at the same time reaching for the knotted scarf in his
pocket. He’d crammed it in there just in case, thankful now for his last minute
thought.
    “No!” she screamed, struggling
wildly when her eyes lit on the scarf. “Help!”
    She strained away as Brent’s hand
moved closer to her, and opened her mouth to let out what he sensed would be another
ear-piercing scream. He moved quickly, and stuffed the knot into her mouth
before tying the loose ends at the back of her head. All the while she
struggled furiously against him, but he had no trouble using his greater
strength to keep her right where he wanted her.
    The panicked expression on her
frightened face almost caused Brent to hesitate, almost. And he had to wonder
if it fear from feeling his hard cock, or if she was frightened over her
situation. For the first time, he began to question what he was doing and the
reasons why. Was terrifying her this way worth it? The senator might not think
so if he could see Sophie’s terrified face right then. Yet Brent knew he
couldn’t afford to soften.
    “Sorry, but I gave you fair
warning,” he grated in an unsympathetic voice that said it was her own damn
fault.
    She continued to struggle wildly,
trying to break free. Brent grabbed her arms and forced them behind her,
locking her wrists together at the small of her back. His gaze remained on her
pale face, moving over her delicate features in a leisurely sweep before
sliding down the graceful column of her throat and below.
    Part of him knew his look was
calculated to intimidate her, make her wonder what he would do next. He took a
few seconds to appreciate the beauty of her skin, how soft and flawless, before
letting her muffled sounds of protest snag his attention. She shuddered against
him, whimpering behind the gag in her mouth. Brent’s gaze slid back up to study
her face, noticing her pupils were dilated. Everything his mother had taught
him about treating a woman came rushing to the surface, almost crippling him
from carrying out his scheme.
    As much as it bothered him, he was
glad she was smart enough to be afraid. He needed her frightened if his plan
was going to work. It might help keep her manageable and God knew he needed all
the help he could get. A sudden movement at the doorway drew his attention and
he stiffened before realizing it was Tom.
    “I’m sorry she got away from me
earlier, Brent, but she caught me by surprise.” Brent flashed him a scathing
look for using his name, when they’d already agreed on an alias. Tom paused in
the open doorway, his face turning red when his mistake caught up to him.
“Sorry,” he said lamely.
    “Don’t sweat it,” Brent muttered,
reaching inside his pocket for a second piece of cloth. He jerked Sophie away
from the counter, tying her hands together with a bad feeling in his gut.
    So far nothing was going to plan.

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    Chapter 4

 
    As it began to dawn on Sophie that
she was being abducted, she strained against Brent’s hold in earnest, dragging
her feet in