don't want to pick something you don't want." "What do you think will happen if you do?" he gently coaxed. Danielle tried to stare the fear down, picking it apart piece by piece. "I think...you might decide I'm too much trouble. I'm not used to calling the shots between us. I'm your personal assistant. You tell me what you need, and I get it for you. My interests don't come into the picture."
