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a roll of duct tape. Her eyes widened and she became extremely
frantic. He noticed her panic, but he only gave her an audacious
wink.
    Let her think what she wants of me.
If she's thinking what I think she’s thinking about, she's more of a pervert than I am, he thought. His need for the tape was more utilitarian than
sexual, but he wouldn't tell her that. At least, not yet. Let her sweat it out.
    “Pick up some snacks, Luv,” he commanded.
“Anything you like.”
    In retaliation, Jaime started to grab things
off of the shelves. She loaded up on soda, cookies, and chips, as
much as the two of them could carry with one hand as they continued
to hold the other.
    He knew she was doing it on purpose. After
dropping everything onto the counter, he winked at the woman in
front of him and reached into his inside jacket pocket to retrieve
a bit of his money. Since he couldn't use his other hand because it
was tightly wrapped around Jaime's hand, he placed the wallet upon
the counter and struggled to pull a bill out. The starry-eyed and
intrigued woman watched him with interest.
    He winked at her again and asked in his flirty
British accent, “Would you mind pulling a twenty spot out for me,
Luv?”
    The cashier woman appeared to be awestruck.
Jaime was certain the woman was about to faint. She said nothing,
but was breathing heavily as she pulled the money out of his wallet
for him.
    “Ta, Luv,” he replied, taking his wallet back.
Shoving it into his jacket pocket, he blew her a kiss and she
practically melted.
    “That was some display,” Jaime mumbled
irritably once they were on their way again.
    Evan laughed. “Whatever do you
mean?”
    “Do you flirt with every woman you come
across?” she asked.
    He seemed thoughtful, for a moment, and then
answered, “Yeah, pretty much.”
    “Bet you have a lot of sex partners,
too.”
    Jaime decided to be brave and get downright
personal with him. She only knew about the things she learned in
sex education class at school, so she wasn't that comfortable with
any terminology or slang.
    Her daring statement showed him her naiveté
immediately. It made him smile. “Yes, lots of sex partners,” he
agreed enthusiastically. “How did you know?”
    She was a little stunned at his candor, but in
order to try and hide that fact, she shrugged and feigned
disinterest. “I don’t know. I just could.”
    “How about you, then? Lotsa boys been in your
garden?” he asked crudely.
    Jaime shrieked at that. “Of course not! How
dare you say that?”
    “Well, how is it any different than you asking
me?”
    She sighed. He had a point. After a moment's
consideration, she said, “I’m sorry that I brought it
up.”
    “It's quite all right, Darlin'.” He smiled,
turning toward her momentarily as he drove and gave her another of
his sexy winks.
    She didn't mean to let it get to her. Yet she
found herself feeling a tad breathless. Mortified, she turned away
from him.
    “When are you gonna let me go?” she asked once
she’d regained her wits.
    He decided to tease her once again. He knew it
was a mean thing to do, but he couldn't help himself. “When I'm
through with you,” was his answer.
    She gasped. Her fiery temper rose to the
surface once more. “Why are you doing this to me? It's not fair! I
didn't ask for this to happen, you know.”
    “Since when does anyone get asked to be
kidnapped?” he shot back at her. “That's the whole bloomin' idea,
isn't it?”
    Jaime took them both by surprise when she burst
into tears. They were so abrupt and uncontrollable.
    “Jaime?” Evan said with worry, but then
wondered if they were pity-inducing tears. She was playing the game
now, he feared.
    “I'm so scared!” she sobbed heavily. “Can you
just do it really quick? And make it painless, so that I won't even
know? Please!”
    “Make what painless?” he asked with
amazement.
    “When you kill me.” She heaved a languid
breath.
    “Jaime! I wasn't planning on killing you!” he
assured