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silver, white fur-lined cuffs that she’d decorated with emerald accents was in his hands.  Why did those cuffs suddenly look so small?  “All the members of Masters could talk about last night was her murder.  I still can’t get over that they think Terry murdered her.  From what I saw between them in the past, they had certain arrangements within their relationship that allowed her to play with others.  I’m sure with the business you’re in, that you knew them both.”
    “ It’s hard for me to believe, too,” Lauren replied.  She was glad to have something to talk about instead of thinking about what his hands could do with those cuffs.  Did that make her a bad person to want to talk about a murder instead of the sexual feelings he was stirring within her?  “I met Terry at a few of my vendor shows at Joel’s club, but he never bought anything.  He seemed nice enough, but for the police to have arrested him there had to be evidence, right?”
    Connor shrugged and held up the cuffs.  “So what exactly is it that you do?  I was under the impression that you sold rope and other items.”
    “I take hand-crafted implements from some of the well-known high-end suppliers and add an elegant touch,” Lauren explained.  She held out her hands for the cuffs.  She was grateful when he dropped them in her hands without touching her.  “See these emerald accents?  There are matching ankle cuffs, as well as a collar with larger stones.  These are silver.  I can produce them in white gold and yellow gold with various size settings for larger cut jewels.  I also provide them in animal friendly versions, as well as any specific fur you desire.  Some of my wealthier clients ask that nipple clamps and a clit clamp be assembled with the same jewels to complement the look.  If you’d like to give your submissive a gift, I take special orders.”
    “I don’t currently have a sub,” Connor responded, his blue eyes zeroing in on hers.  She resisted the urge to swallow and looked back down at the cuffs in her hand.  She laid them gently on the counter and then crossed her arms over her disobedient nipples.  Why had she even mentioned him having a submissive?  “I assume you live the lifestyle?”
    “ No.”  Lauren gave her standard answer with a small smile.  She was used to people judging her.  “I don’t actually.  The lifestyle really isn’t for me.  I’m just a businesswoman who saw an opportunity to sell my art.  It just happened to be alternative toys, collars, and implements.”
    “Really?”
    Her smile slipped as Connor’s tone indicated that he didn’t quite believe her. Lauren pushed off of the stool in what she hoped didn’t come across as her being rattled.  She didn’t like the feeling of intrusion — it was as if he was reading her like a book.  She ignored his implied question, and walked over to the large display case she had set up on the left side of the store.  This conversation needed to be switched back to business.
    “These are some of the clamps that I’ve a ttached to chains,” Lauren said.  She was grateful that her voice remained steady.  She motioned over the glass with her hand at the variety of specialized items.  She stood looking down at one of her favorite pieces.  A clit clamp adorned with chocolate diamonds that were attached with white gold Figaro links to two matching nipple clamps.  Different sized chocolate diamonds were situated in settings artfully spaced along each chain’s length.  Her nipples throbbed just thinking on how they would feel pinched between the pads.  It was something that she would never allow herself to experience.  She really needed Connor to leave. “As you can see, depending on the jewels, I have interwoven them between the lengths of chain.  I have some brochures that you can take with you, should you decide to order something in the future.”
    “So you don’t sell rope?” Connor asked, stepping beside her