CHAPTER TWELVE
After screwing her in the shower, Dax told her to wash and go outside to Bruno. That was the last of Dax she saw that day. He was avoiding her and didn’t even appear for dinner.
Spraying her with his seed was intended to show Bruno they’d been intimate. That was one visual a guy couldn’t miss. Rather than some kind of primal marking, she guessed it was more about grossing the older man out. Bruno would think twice about touching her breasts if there was a chance another guy’s spunk was all over them.
Unfortunately, the shower washed away the evidence, with it went her chance of reprieve.
Bruno didn’t seem to notice or care that Dax wasn’t around. Not while he had her to jeer and leer at. The sad truth was she was getting used to the middle-aged man’s innuendo and advance
