After he carried her out of the kitchen she had thought he would take her to the blue and silver room he had showed her when she first came here. Instead he had taken her to the room across from that one. Presumably it was his, and the dark-colored theme seemed to fit his personality well. It also made sense that he would want her in the room closest to his, but then she wondered why give her a separate room anyway if he meant for her to be his little plaything? None of that really mattered when the end result was still the same. She had been lying on her back, staring at the white textured ceiling for hours. She was naked, as was Gavin, but she hadn’t fought him when he removed her dress, and she hadn’t given any reaction when he got naked as well. Although she had tried not to look at him while he undressed, it was hard not to. His body was perfect with broad shoulders, thick biceps, and a chest that was defined, as if he worked out hard to get that desired effect. She was angry with herself for thinking such things, and for taking an interest in him at all, but it was hard not to when he was right in front of her and seemed totally unselfconscious in his nudity around her.
