Chase's intense gaze made her clenched her thigh in anticipation. With her hair disheveled and the short silk robe barely covering her smooth skin, she looked like a tempting treat. "Is that how you greet all your visitors?" His eyes roamed from the top of her head to her bare pink toes. Cali blinked, suddenly aware of her appearance. Her hair was tousled from sleep, and she was clad in only a lacy thong barely covered by her robe, which she had hastily wrapped around herself. Clutching the robe tightly, she knew that if she let it slip, he would see everything. She took a steady breath, her eyes locking onto his with a cool, challenging stare. "Depends on who's knocking," she shot back, casually running her fingers through her tangled curls. The robe hung open, teasing with glimpses of her toned midriff and just shy of revealing her dusky pink nipple. "Hmm, my bad, bad princess," Chase murmured, stepping inside and shutting the door with a decisive thud. His eyes glittered with mischief, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Oh, I didn’t know you had a preference. Do you like them badass or submissive?"