A blank check – that was how Keira referred to what Nate had offered to her.
A blank check of him doing anything she wanted him to do. A promise that he would do whatever she wanted, without bound and logic holding him back.
This was the compensation he had proposed after what he had done – or had not done with her. And thus, was how the night would turn into a bloody nightmare.
Being cuffed on the bed was supposed to be fun and satisfying and done with love and trust – even playfulness if there was nothing else. Not with the strict, mechanical, and stilted move of his assistant, Keith. Much to Nate's annoyance.
The damned incompetent driver was stifling a laugh with a hard bite of his lip. He knew Nate would just shoot his nuts if he laughed out loud. Thankfully, he left the moment Nate was secured.
