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Chapter 23
“Youletmeworkyouoverwitharidingcrop.”
“Didthatshockyou?”
“Yep.”
Igrin.“Well,Imayletyoudoitagain.”
“Oh,Idohopeso,MissSteele.Thisweekend?”
“Okay,”Iagreeshyly.
“Okay?”
“Yes.I’llgototheRedRoomofPainagain.”
“Yousaymyname.”
“Thatshocksyou?”
“ThefactthatIlikeitshocksme.”
“Christian.”
Hegrins.“Iwanttodosomethingtomorrow.”Hiseyesglowwithexcitement.
“What?”
“Asurprise.Foryou.”Hisvoiceislowandsoft.
Iraiseaneyebrowandstifleayawnatthesametime.
“AmIboringyou,MissSteele?”Histoneissardonic.
“Never.”
Heleansacrossandkissesmegentlyonmylips.
“Sleep,”hecommands,thenswitchesoffthelight.
AndinthisquietmomentasIclosemyeyes,spentandsated,IthinkI’mintheeyeofthestorm.Andinspiteofallhe’ssaid,andwhathehasn’tsaid,Idon’tthinkIhaveeverbeensohappy.
