Ruby’s skin grew hot. There was that look again, the look that suggested Yvonne was peeling off Ruby’s clothes with her eyes.

But as usual, Yvonne didn’t act upon her obvious desire. “I’ll give it to you once we’ve signed the contract. We’ll head out afterward.” Yvonne picked up the contract and rose from the couch. “Until then, I’ll be in my study if you need me.”

Yvonne left the room. Ruby sighed. Once again, Yvonne had left her hanging.

At least this time, she didn’t have to wait much longer.

* * *

Ruby and Yvonne pulled up in front of the club. The contract was signed. Ruby was officially Yvonne’s submissive.

As her first act as Ruby’s Dominant, Yvonne had adorned Ruby in an outfit of her choosing, a dark blue lacy dress that wouldn’t have looked out of place at a cocktail party. However, the dress’s details hinted at something far more risqué. It was cut low in the front, with straps that crossed over the tops of Ruby’s breasts and looped around her neck in a look that was reminiscent of a collar.

Yvonne turned to her. “Ready to go in?”

“Sure,” Ruby replied.

They got out of the car. Yvonne straightened out her dress. It was simple compared to Ruby’s, black and knee length with three-quarter sleeves, but it fit Yvonne like it had been sewn onto her body.

How did Yvonne manage to make something so plain look so enticing?

As they started down the sidewalk, Yvonne spoke to Ruby. “My friends and I come here quite often. This is the perfect way to introduce them to you.”

“So that’s why you brought me here?” Ruby teased. “Not so you can show off your new toy?” Being arm candy for her rich clients was basically half her job.

“I’m not the type who feels the need to show off. Besides.” She ran her eyes down Ruby’s body. “I prefer to play with my toys in private.”

Heat lapped at Ruby’s cheeks. Was Yvonne planning to do just that, tonight?

Yvonne reverted to her restrained self. “This is all for the sake of the inheritance. For me to claim the money, we’re going to need a witness to the fact that our marriage is real. The more we’re seen together, the more convincing this charade is, and the easier that will be. Fooling my friends will be a challenge, but I’m sure you can do it. Just relax and be yourself.”

“I’ve played girlfriend for clients before,” Ruby said. “I once went to a party with a woman who wanted to get back at her ex-husband because he cheated on her with a younger woman. Now that was a fun night.” Why was Ruby babbling all of a sudden? Was she actually nervous? “Playing wife won’t be too different.”

Yvonne stopped walking. “Ruby, I don’t want you to play anything. I don’t want you to try to be who you think I want you to be. I want the real you.”