Free Bound to be Punished: Part I (Bound to be Punished Series) by S.P. Miller

 
     
     
     
     
    Bound to be Punished
    Part I
     
     
    S.P. Miller
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Part I
     
    The clock read ten till five, but Anne’s mind was already a mile away from her job and then some. It wasn’t that she hated her job; actually she thoroughly enjoyed working as a set designer in sunny Los Angeles, California, but it was Thursday and the start of a 3-day weekend.              
     
                  And not just any 3-day weekend, at that. She had been invited by one of her closest friends, and current colleague, to attend the opening of a new nightclub in West Hollywood that weekend.
     
                  “You’ll love it,” Jessica had insisted, telling her enthusiastically, “rumor has it there might even be an A-list celebrity or two in attendance, too.”
     
    She’d had to roll her eyes at that, since she largely didn’t care about celebrities, but she welcomed the opportunity to get out and potentially meet some new people. It had been harder than she’d anticipated, coming to Los Angeles four months ago and settling into her new apartment. For the first time since leaving college, she was living alone and sometimes the quiet could get to be just too much to bear.
     
    “Count me in,” she’d told her friend, and now she sat impatiently counting down the minutes until she could jet out of the office and back to her apartment to start preparing.
     
    Just then Jessica’s voice interrupted her antsy waiting, “hey, are you looking forward to this weekend?” Her friend greeted her with a broad grin and sat down in a chair next to her.
     
    “Am I ever,” she turned to face her friend, smiling as she continued; “I’ve been waiting all day to get out of here. Do you still want to meet at your place to get ready?”
     
    “Yep,” Jessica nodded a strong affirmative, “you can come over at six and we’ll get ready, spend some time relaxing and then head down to the club at about ten.”
     
    Biting her lip for a moment in indecision, she settled on it and asked her friend, “Do you think Adam will be there? I heard him talking to some of the interns about it.”
     
    Adam, of course, was one of the hottest and most single guys in the office. He was only two years older than her, with a drop-dead sexy smile and enough charm to get a raise from Ebenezer Scrooge. Despite a few rumors that he was a ladies man, she’d found him incredibly attractive the first time they met, and Jessica had been on her case relentlessly about it ever since.
     
    “Oh, I dunno,” her friend shrugged, smiling mischievously, “I may have heard something about him attending. Are you finally gonna make a move on him?”
     
    Blushing brightly, Anne shook her head vigorously and looked around quickly to make sure no one had heard Jessica’s comment, “absolutely not, come on Jess, don’t say that too loud or someone’ll hear you. I was just curious, anyway.”
     
    Jessica nodded with a grin, “sure you were, curious about what’s in his pants…”
     
    “Jess!” she hissed, looking down to hide her bright red flush, “do you even know how to behave yourself? I do not want to know what’s in his pants.”
     
    That much was true, actually. Anne had only been in a serious intimate relationship with one man, and the thought of her ex-boyfriend filled her with a mess of contradictory feelings. After the intensity of her recently ended relationship, if she started dating again she’d decided that sex could wait a little while in the relationship.
     
    Jessica only shook her head and laughed, “I’m sorry, of course you don’t. You probably just want to talk to him about what color palette to use on the next set. Will it be bright and bold with vibrant reds and vivid oranges, or should it be soft and demure, some cozy pastels --”
     
    Jumping up, Anne exclaimed happily, “Would you look at that, it’s 5 o’clock!” She’d spied the clock, her