Her Collateral Bride: A Lesbian Age Gap Romance

could use it as a bargaining tool to be able to get out of here,

and her dad could still keep the loan. Maybe they’d be in an

even better position.

Haley wasn’t overly brave. In high school, she’d been pretty

shy. She’d never been impulsive, despite what Claire thought

about her behavior here. She would rather study in quiet than

party. She’d never been one of those teenagers who drank and

got out of control. Right now, though, she made an impulsive

decision. Claire had warned her about being reckless, and she

was going to do just that.

She was going to get underneath the ice queen’s skin and

melt her from the inside out. She was going to seduce a

woman who was far older and more experienced than she was,

and then she was going to use it to cut the ties that bound her

and her dad to Claire.

Claire just stood there. She didn’t look angry anymore, but

she didn’t have to be angry to emanate some strange force.

The air seemed to shiver and shimmer around her. She bent it

to her will, as she very likely bent everything else. Her

presence was so dominant that Haley wanted to shrink back,

but she wouldn’t allow herself to take the coward’s way out.

The thought of bending that power, of breaking into that

steel will was so wicked that it made Haley’s blood turn to ice,

then it burned, burned so scalding hot. They were so close that

Haley hardly had to move. She reached up and cupped Claire’s

face, then stood on her tiptoes in her flats, arched up, and

pulled Claire’s face down to hers.

Claire didn’t help or participate, and Haley practically fell

into her. Her hands left her face to catch herself with the front

of Claire’s black blouse. It was always black. Black blouse.