Chapter 20

"Come on," Drake said. "We're going to a party."

That was all the warning he gave before yanking of the chain attached to her neck. She almost tripped and choked herself to death as he strode across the bedroom, managing to catch herself at the last minute.

"Do you want me to get changed?" she asked. 

When Drake stopped abruptly, she walked into his back.

"Sorry" she uttered, looking down.

He didn't seem bothered about her barging into him, his mind on other things as he assessed her outfit.

"What to wear, what to wear," he muttered under his breath. Then he smiled. "You can wear that maid outfit I bought you."

He riffled through the draw he'd designated as hers and pulled out the tiny piece of fabric. It was short and frilly, with matching knee socks and tied at the back with a belt. She looked good in it... if not a little odd sinc