Against all odds, Grace's strategy actually worked, although Liam shouldn't have been surprised after everything he had seen her pull off.
Still, that probably remained one of Grace's greatest achievements.
After what Liam wasn't sure to call a punishment or a reward, for both Rachel and himself, she had actually stayed put, not attempting her usual shenanigans.
Even the massage went by without any sneaky kisses, unnecessary touches, or whatever else Liam had endured in the previous months.
Rachel did as told, before sitting back on her knees, awaiting additional directives. Her cheeks were flushed, and a certain wet scent had long since filled the area, but she was otherwise the embodiment of a proper lady.
'She trapped her even from a distance,' Liam thought as he prepared himself to lie down. 'I don't know if I should be proud or scared.'
