Chapter 5: Resolution
The employees at this coffee shop knew Rachel well. She brought them business, being the outgoing and attractive college student that she was, and she made it a habit to meet up with her friends here between her Psych 101 lectures. Her blond curls cascaded over her shoulders, each strand dancing with the animated energy of her words.
"I don't know what I was thinking, honestly," Rachel admitted, cupping the coffee mug between her hands, which were cooled by the expensive metallic bangles that festooned her wrists.
"But I've been reading about hypnosis. You know, like, for erotica. It just sounds so intense..."
James raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering lazily on her cleavage. Although daylight drowned his naturally darker environment, he could easily adjust to the brighter setting. It was a talent cultivated through his lifestyle. His voice radiated warmth as he responded, agreeing to proceed with caution.
"Yes, I've dabbled in that.
I find the concept intriguing," James confessed with a sinful grin and a mischievous glint in his dark eyes.
Rachel smirked at his admission, which further stimulated her curiosity.