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rising with curious fascination.
    “Yes,” I smirk crookedly at him, “Really.”
    “Oh, come now. You must tell me what she said.”
    “I’d rather show you…Actions speaking louder than words and all.”
    “I look forward to it,” he responds with a huge shit-face grin, but it fades and his brows crease. “How do you feel about being my sub?”
    “I loved it,” I assure him, taking his hand in mine and gently caressing the knuckles. “You know I did.”
    “Do you still wish to participate?” He appears apprehensive.
    “Yes, Mr. Hunt, I do very much.”
    He lets out a satisfied sigh, taking a gulp of the wine.
    “Excellent. Then, you may have this back.” He pulls my black and white diamond ring, a replica of his belt, my favorite belt, out of his shirt’s breast pocket. “I want you to wear this and never take it off again.”
    He pinches my most significant finger and slides it on.
    “Thank you. I’ve felt naked without it.” I run my finger over the white diamond buckle, gazing down at it fondly.
    “I’ve been carrying it with me everywhere,” he confesses with a low, melancholy voice.
    “You have?” I think I nearly swoon. “Then it makes it all the more special.”
    “Yes, I carried it as a reminder you were real and not a dream.”
    “I think you meant a real nightmare.” I smile up at him and he gives me a disapproving look. “Are the rules still in place?”
    “Yes,” he answers with a firm nod. “Shall we review them?”
    “No, I have them memorized by heart. However, I still want a contract as a guideline.”
    I take another sip of my father’s private reserve. It’s flavorful and fragrant, the same wine I’ve always loved, yet there’s something different about it.
    “I had them drawn up after our discussion in Seattle,” Hunt replies, breaking my train of thought. “We can go over it at later time. I would like to ease you back into the lifestyle. Ashamedly, I let my lust get the best of me last time.”
    “I would like that. I want to learn. I desire this life with you as my Dom.” I smile up at him and nuzzle my head into his shoulder like an affectionate, little kitten.
    He smirks down at me, amused. “I want to teach you and guide you in this life as my sub.”
    “Well,” I breathe out, “now that everything is on the table, what shall we do, Mr. Hunt?”
    “I would like to show you something if that’s alright with you?”
    “They aren’t pictures of me sleeping while we weren’t together, right? I mean, you didn’t break into my apartment or anything.”
    “I missed you, smartass.”
    I roll my eyes. “I missed you too, control freak.”
    He smiles down at me and chastely kisses my lips.
    “Come. I want to show you.” He removes my legs from his lap and rises, extending a hand out to me. I take it, and he lifts me into his arms. “I can’t wait to get you naked and fucked thoroughly.”
    “Well, what the hell is taking you so long?”
    “Patience, my dear,” he gently reprimands. “We must teach you patience.”
    “Delayed gratification sucks.” I pout.
    “Yes, it can,” he agrees with a kinked smirk.
    He releases me, taking my hand, and guides me upstairs. He walks us down the long hall to a door I’d never noticed before at the very end. We come to a halt and he turns back to me.
    “I did this for you.” He has a nervous gleam in his mesmerizing emerald eyes. “Remember that.”
    “Oh, shit, I’m not about to walk into a room full of bloody, hacked-up corpses, am I?”
    He looks aggrieved for a moment, and I remember the detail about him finding his dead parents. I instantly cower, shooting my eyes down to my feet.
    You stupid fucking girl. Are you really that dumb? Way to have a blonde moment you fucking…
    He scoops a finger under my chin, lifting it, forcing me to face him.
    “It’s okay, Gabrielle. You didn’t mean it.”
    “I’m a fucking moron,” I utter.
    “Hey! I don’t want to hear you talk about yourself in that