CHAPTER FOUR
Beverly realized she would have to use a little strategy instead of struggling to free herself from the tight grip of Carl Parnell. She had read too many stories of women trying to free themselves through fighting and how they usually wound up the loser in more ways than one. Employing some cunning and strategy, she smiled nervously, "Carl - why didn't you invite me up last night?" This surprised him. The young bachelor stud could cope with a struggling, fighting female. But he wasn't used to one who would act so willing.
Releasing his grip on her, he noticed she wasn't going to make a run for it. Beverly did her best to remain calm as she sat down on the nearby sofa. She looked up at him, not taking her eyes from his hot lustful gaze.
"You're the kind of girl I like, "h
