I stepped into my underwear and hooked up my bra. I felt a little less vulnerable, but no more in control of the situation than I had been all night. Zac had been in total control, I realized, from the moment he walked into the bar. He had a power over women. The guy was like superman. I just needed to find his kryptonite.
"Is this where you take all your women?" Maybe if I chipped away at his cool, calm confidence, his power would diminish. Maybe if I got him doubting that he was in control, that he controlled me, I might claw back some of the power I'd lost to him by sleeping with him. "This bedroom must have seen a lot of action."
His pause was so long that I did look at him finally, after buttoning up my pants. He blinked back at me in disbelief. "No," he eventually said. "You're the
