He pulled off her other shoe, then her suit trousers. Rosie lay motionless, frozen in horror as he slowly worked his way up. By the time he reached her jacket, she was naked except for her panties.
No, she cried inwardly, her eyes widening so much, she felt like it might pop. One thing Rosie refused to do was cry.
“Aw, don’t look at me like that,” Lucien said as he finally took off her jacket. “You want this too, don't you?"
She widened her eyes even more and he sighed, shaking his head. “No, no, Rosianna, don’t do that. You can’t bail out on me now. We’ve been planning to do this for a long time and now you’re letting your marriage get in the way of that?”
You bastard! She screamed inwardly at him. We didn’t plan anything! I don’t want anything to do with you!
Lucien wasn’t paying a
