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So Stephen had either studied up before delivering his challenge, or he had exceptional natural ability. I suspected the former. And since our bet hinged on me giving in to the point of actually begging him for what I wanted, I had to find out just how much he'd learned, and keep a few of my bigger weaknesses well hidden.

I walked slowly to the ladie's room, very conscious of his gaze following me, and it took all my control not to turn and look back. Once inside, I leaned back against the cool tile wall, letting my cheek rest against it in the forlorn hope of calming the telltale blush. Breathe...breathe...calm down because you KNOW he cannot know the full effect this will have. Men don't usually understand the deliciously wicked feeling of being completely and utterly open and available to someone at any moment. And the added bit about not crossing my legs...at least he'd bypassed the rule about not keeping my knees together either. That would let me keep a bit of control. I took one last deep breath, then quickly slipped my panties off, folding them into a tiny little package and zipping them into a side pocket in my purse. I shivered as my skirt now rested against bare skin, then shrugged, stepped back into the hallway and walked slowly back to our table.