She did not plan to call him<i>Sir, </i>she just might keep calling him Pete and forget it was suppose to be paul. He pinched her round cheeks and she frowned as if somehow he had read her mind and knew what she had planned.<br/><br/>She was close enough to smell his cologne. It was rich and  seemed to distract her for only a moment because her attention was soon on the elevator they were heading to. This is not what she came through. Her gaze darted to the guards and then back to the man. What had she got herself caught up in.<br/><br/>They stepped into th Elevator and just as she was ready to say something he striked. Her back hit the walls, she gasped, panicked as her hands left to his wrists. She squirmed in place, her look caught panicked an annoyed.<br/><br/>"I'm sure you could pay some one to do that," a smirked crossed her lips. "Isn't there any other deal we could work out, call this a life lesson and go have me wash some dishes," she was brave and confident for some one who had no control. She knew she didn't and perhaps knowing her fate was beyond her grasp led to her acting out.