One Night Of Sin

"What would you do if I brought it over?" I asked quietly.

"What would you want me to do?" he answered, again side-stepping the question.

"Do you always turn back questions instead of answering them directly," I asked with a sigh.

"Only when I don't know the exact answer," he said calmly.

"You don't know what you'd do to me?" I asked.

"Not until you've told me what you want," he answered like it was the most natural thing in the world for me to tell him how to seduce me. Maybe it was because I didn't respond or maybe he could see my anxiety through his binoculars but he switched to a more direct invitation.

"Why don't you come over and we can discuss it while I retrieve my property?" he said, his voice sounding almost an octave lower than it did earlier. When I didn't answer he added without a hint of menace. "You can always just borrow it again and go home."

"Okay." I put down the phone and checked my hair in the mirror before I remembered he was still watching. I shrugged at the win