It was very strange logic, but it was the way Chase was thinking. Deciding that she had no other choice, she gingerly obeyed his summons.
“Off with the jeans,” he said.
“You’re not going to take them down?”
“No. I want you naked.”
“Naked? Everything?”
“Everything,” he confirmed.
His impenetrable expression would not change no matter how she begged and pleaded with him. It was not something that Lacy was inclined to do: be this willing with any man including Chase. But she’d do it anyway. Unbuttoning the top button of her damp jeans, she wiggled them off over her bottom, taking the panties with them. Out of her shoes and socks, and then off with the jeans, she stood before her fiancé in nothing but her plaid work shirt.
“That too,” Chase confirmed, when it looked like Lacy was
