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early days, but things were looking good.
    Afterwards I walked out to the parking lot, and when I was still twenty feet away, Benjamin got out and opened the car door for me.
    That little gesture told me he’d been looking out for me, that he cared. His eyes searched my face. I knew he was trying to see if I was okay.
    I stretched up on tip-toes and kissed his cheek.
    He smiled. “What was that for?”
    “For being so completely and utterly perfect,” I said.
    His face grew serious. “I’m not perfect, Kate. Not by a long way.”
    But he was perfect for me and that was all that mattered.

8

    I DIDN’T WANT TO be alone after we arrived back at Cliff House. As we walked up the winding staircase towards the apartment, I glanced sideways at Benjamin and bit my lip.
    “Do you have to go back to work this afternoon?” I asked him.
    He looked across at me, then guessing my intention, he grinned. “Did you have something else in mind?”
    “Perhaps.” I grinned back.
    We walked faster, and when we arrived at the entrance to his apartment, I was breathless with anticipation.
    “I have a surprise for you,” he said.
    My insides clenched with desire. “A surprise?”
    “Yes. Are you up for something different?” he asked, his dark eyes full of promise.
    Different? What sort of different?
    My mouth grew dry as I imagined all sorts of naughty things.
    In the master bedroom, Benjamin walked over to the closet and pulled a box down off the top shelf.
    Hmmm. A shoe-sized box. He really liked shoes.
    A pleasant sensation tingled between my legs. I really liked the shoes too.
    He opened the grey box and when I saw the contents, I gasped.
    Holy crap. They were some kinky shoes.
    I looked up at him with wide eyes. Did he really want me to wear those? They looked dangerous!
    He met my eyes with a scorching gaze.
    Uh, I guess that was a yes then.
    I reached inside the box and pulled out one of the shoes. The shiny, gold leather was really quite attractive, but it was the tiny spikes set into the leather that made my hands tremble. I ran a finger over the spikes. Mmm, not quite as sharp as I’d feared.
    “Try them on,” he whispered.
    I swallowed and placed both shoes on the floor, then I kicked off my normal boring flats. Putting a hand on his arm to steady myself, I slid my feet into the shoes. They were a little tight but bearable.
    He made a looping gesture with his hand. “Turn around for me.”
    He tilted his head, watching me intently as I strutted around the room. I felt the blood rush to my face as I saw my need reflected in his eyes.
    The wetness between my legs made me squirm.
    He walked towards me and grasped the bottom of my shirt and yanked it over my head. He pressed his mouth on mine, kissing me hungrily. My hands automatically sought out the bulge in his pants. I stroked and caressed his erection through the material, and he moaned softly into my mouth.
    His hands reached down to the waistband of my pants, unbuttoned them then slid his hand inside.
    “Oh,” I moaned.
    He gently stroked me then slipped a finger deep inside me.
    “Always so wet and ready, Kate,” he said.
    I nodded. I was always ready for him.
    “Now for the something different,” he said.
    I gazed at him, puzzled. The shoes weren’t the something different?
    He walked back over to the grey box and pulled out a collection of red silk scarves.
    Oh my. What did he want to do with those?
    He held his hand out to me, and I stumbled over to him in my heels.
    “Do you want to do this?” he whispered.
    I blinked up at him. Do what? I didn’t understand what he was asking.
    “Say yes,” he whispered, intensely.
    I shook my head. “Say yes to what?” I asked.
    His fierce expression softened, and he raised the silk clutched in his hand. “I want to tie you up,” he said.
    Tie me up? Oh boy. My mouth dropped open, and I took a step back from him.
    “I … I’m not sure,” I stammered.
    He reached out and snaked an arm around my waist,