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"And Liaht, sweetheart"

I took the limo service back to my apartment and went inside I had a quick bath and exaoing to shave ht of it

I changed arter belt and a pair of nylons Dawn had brought over that night ent to the bar I wore a black cashmere sweater that buttoned up in the front, a lacy black bra and the black lace garter belt I wore no underwear, re that if I became his sub, he would expect ether It thrilled ine what he'd do when he found out I was nude under

the skirt except for the garter belt and nylons I hoped it would please hi about what he'd like

Then, I stood in the shadows of the entryway, checking the street to see if there was anyone watching the building Just to be safe, I went out the back exit and walked down the alley to the street and hailed a cab, giving the driver directions to Drake's apartht conversation withwith him at his old apartment I sent him a text when I was a few blocks away

I'm on my way Be there in 2

He texted back immediately

I am so ready for you, Ms Bennet…

I srin behindme in the rearview mirror

I was so curious to see his place – both of theet to see, but I could iine it was all dark wood and leather furniture and smelled of him

This old apartment – Drake said his father, and then he hi their school years at Columbia Medical School and I wondered why he kept it Sentie of Drake Morgan, MD, I was getting to know – bass player, philanthropist, Dominant He liked old sixties Brit Invasion music He was a certified scuba diver A vodka aficionado with a taste for all things Russian A eon and did it because he enjoyed it and because it was rewarding He didn’t have to work because of his father's wealth and the still-profitable company Liam founded A man who ery, risking his own life to do so

A man who liked to tie woas them look in his eyes and say his name while they came

One thing he didn't do was roht at my apartment We wouldn't do Sunday breakfast in bed, or s We'd ht He'd tie o our separate ways and I'd sleep like a baby

That had to be enough for me

The thing was, he was so much There was so much to him I already knew too much about him to think of hierous ground If I let myself slip just a bit, I could fall