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in her mouth when she couldn’t get it out. She’d told him that the first time she’d gone down on him. To Nolie, his statement proved that he remembered what she’d said. He had promised not to do anything she didn’t agree to, and she believed he was letting her know he intended to keep his promise. He knew she would never agree to be gagged. She was safe with him as long as she followed the rules of the game.
    And she was the one who set the rules, she realized. She had given Joseph enough details about her fantasy that she was fairly certain he would follow her script. If she couldn’t handle something he did, she knew what to say to stop him. He had given her the words “enough is enough” the day she’d told him the fantasy.
    She wasn’t ready to say it. Enough wasn’t enough quite yet.
    “Where the fuck are your shoes?” Joseph snarled into her ear. “We wouldn’t want those little feet of yours to get all cut up. I have to take your fucking ass out the back so no one will see us.”
    “My shoes are by the front door.”
    He yanked her back against him, and she gasped. “You wait right here.” He caressed her throat with a touch too firm to be called gentle. “Don’t you fucking move. Don’t even think about calling for help. I’ll make you pay if you fuck this up.”
    “I’ll be quiet,” she promised softly.
    “You’d best be.”
    He shoved her away from him, and she stumbled against the table, fortunately avoiding the broken glass. If she’d known Joseph would take this so far, she would have kept her shoes on.
    He was back within seconds and dropped her shoes on the table. “Put those on and do it fast. I want to get out of here before someone finds us.”
    “I can’t.” Nolie nodded toward her back. “I can’t even pick them up.”
    “Fucking bitch, making everything so goddamn difficult.” He slapped her ass again. “They’re fucking slip-ons. You don’t need your hands. Don’t make me regret coming to take you.”
    On the verge of apologizing, Nolie hesitated and decided saying sorry to the bad-guy kidnapper might not fit the game. She slid her feet into the shoes without a word, leaning against the table so she wouldn’t lose her balance.
    The second Nolie had the shoes on, Joseph grabbed her again with a force that almost pulled her off her feet. Another rush of adrenaline hit Nolie, and she tried to breathe evenly to calm the fight-or-flight instinct that nearly took over.
    It’s Joseph. Whatever he’s planning, he won’t hurt me.
    With one hand on her shoulder and an arm around her waist, Joseph pushed her through the broken door. Glass crunched beneath their feet until they stepped onto the deck.
    He must have taken her out that way so the neighbors wouldn’t see. The tall fence around their back yard, and the narrow gap leading to the driveway, hid a lot. Not that the neighbors on the driveway side of the house were likely to look out their windows anyway. They were elderly and could barely manage to move around their home; as far as she knew, they paid little attention to what went on outside.
    Within seconds, the rain soaked through Nolie’s clothes. She shivered, and Joseph yanked her against him again. “Cold, bitch?”
    “The rain.” Her teeth chattered, and she wasn’t sure whether it was from the chill or fear. Or both.
    “Fucking deal with it,” he snarled. “You’ll be in a nice warm car in a second. Too bad you don’t get to decide where we go.” He pushed her a couple more steps, then stopped. “Hmm. Maybe I should blindfold you so you won’t know where I take you. It wouldn’t be good for me if you could lead the cops right to me. Assuming I let you go when we’re done.”
    “Cops?” Nolie squeaked. Again she reminded herself she was dealing with her husband, regardless of what he pretended. He was damn sure getting into his role.
    So was she. Between the fear and adrenaline coursing through her and Joseph’s aggression, she barely