"Take your clothes off."
Ray blinked at her. "Here? In here?"
Milady didn't even sit back down. She just pointed at him like the sofa was already dismissed.
"Nope. Bathroom."
That threw him more than the offer. Living room was one kind of insane. Bathroom made it feel planned.
"You're serious."
"Strip." Her eyes didn't leave him. "I'm watching."
Ray clicked his tongue and started with his jacket. Then the shirt. Then the rest of it, slower than he wanted because she was just standing there, arms loose, staring like he was a thing being inspected. That psychopath look. Not shy. Not flustered. Interested.
When he was naked, she jerked her chin toward the hall.
"Go."
