He broke the kiss after a few minutes, speaking in a deep and grave voice.
“Piper, as much as I want you under me right now, I don’t want to do it on impulse. I want you to be genuinely in love with me.”
I straightened my blouse and buttoned it where it had come undone. Before the kiss, I had received a message from Kaiser.
It had said, “Don’t come home yet. Spice things up… make him want you. No matter what, don’t come to the Strauss. Find a reason to stall him.”
Something didn’t seem quite right. I glanced at Carson and then at the floor mat of the vehicle. It was pouring outside, and I didn’t have an excuse to spend the night at his place. For Kaiser, I had already put down my dignity. As much as I was willing to do what Kaiser told of me, I found it fishy that he hadn’t wanted me to come home.