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hard for one of his parishioners to cope with. A verse meant to instill peace. I can still recite it in my mind though I’ve been long from a church. First Corinthians, chapter ten, verse thirteen. If I focus I can see the open page, the highlighted text for ease of finding. It said, There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man; but God is faithful who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it. But try as I might I cannot twist the word temptation into trial, tribulation, or suffering, no matter how many concordances I reference. And yet for the life of me I cannot think of a single other reference for comfort when the trials become too difficult to bear, and so my mind goes to this one that I was taught as a child. I wish I could find comfort in it, but it only makes me feel worse.
    I have brought this pain upon myself by yielding to the temptation of Lord Fyre in the first place. If only I’d not succumbed. Would I change anything if I could go back in time? At what point would I choose?
    Before the auction?
    That would seem wisest. I’d never been a part of the BDSM fetish world before taking an undercover journalism assignment to discover what a slave auction was like. I never expected to be purchased by Garrett Lawrence, owner of the fetish fantasy nightclub Lewd Larry’s . If I had just avoided the temptation of that assignment, I could still be perfectly content as a very vanilla, very lonely reporter.
    No, not that moment, I adore being Kitten, the treasured, pampered pet of Garrett Lawrence too much.
    My only wish could be to have never met Lord Fyre or to have had the strength to avoid the temptation he represented. Though it took no more than our eyes meeting that first time for me to know he offered something I could never find with Garrett.
    I didn’t know what it was but everything had changed in that moment. I knew I could never be complete without it . He’d awakened an all-consuming need inside me, ever since referred to as my darkness . If only Master could have met that need, if only I’d never asked Lord Fyre…if only I had avoided that temptation.
    If I truly wanted the Bible to provide an answer, I would follow the advice in First Corinthians. I would flee this current trouble by breaking up the ménage. I would cling solely to Master. I look up into Garrett’s face. “You asked me once to marry you.”
    “Yes.”
    “You wanted a child and suburbia. You wanted normal and the idea terrified me.”
    He steps away, turning his back to me. “And now your greatest fear is being realized. You’re pregnant.”
    He starts down the hallway toward our bedroom and I follow him. A small voice in the back of my brain demands I leave him alone. I ignore it. “Yes, but I’m no longer quite so terrified of normal as I was before. I’m still not certain how kinky and mundane can exist under the same roof, but I’m willing to figure it out if you are.”
    He stops in the doorway to the bedroom without entering and faces me. “What are you saying?”
    “Ask me again.”
    “The child you carry isn’t mine. Shouldn’t this conversation be with Thomas?”
    I wrap my arms around his neck and this time he doesn’t hug me back. “I don’t want to be Thomas’s wife. I love you, Garrett Lawrence, I always have.”
    Garrett laughs and it is cold and harsh. “We’re having this conversation because I’m the dependable one.”
    “What?”
    “I won’t disappear in the middle of the night, leaving you worried and alone, scared to death it might be the time I don’t return.”
    Our gazes collide. He’s right . “I won’t deny the obvious, but I also love you.”
    “You love Thomas, too. You carry his child.”
    I reach up to stroke his cheek but he pulls away, leaving me whispering to his back, “Marry me.”
    I follow him through the master bedroom to the master bathroom where