ARYA
Daxton peeked down at me through thick eyelashes, his irises glowing softly. Kneeling there in between his legs, I felt like I'd scattered the rest of my dignity into the wind. My desperation had led me to my own rock bottom. Still, why did my heart race as I gazed up at him from my position in between his legs?
No...wait...
In between his legs...
Shit.
He wasn't going to ask me for something obscene, was he?
There was no way he would...right?
"Now, entertain me," he said and my heart dropped.
Entertain him?
I stared, dumbfounded, my brain glitching as I tried to figure out what the hell that meant. It was bad enough that I was already teetering on the edge of a full-blown anxiety spiral. Now he was giving me nothing to work with?
He leaned back slightly, his arms resting ca
