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civilized conversation; no, I didn’t come here to tell you we’re
through.” I shook my head. Did I come here to tell him that?
    “Please don’t make this harder
than it needs to be. I want to ask you a question and I want an honest answer.”
    Chase raised an eyebrow. “I’ve
been honest with you. Ask anything you want; I’ve got nothing left to hide.”
    I took a deep breath. “Have you
been seeing other women while you were with me? I mean, after the first time at
the club?”
    Chase’s mouth was a thin, tight
line. I knew he was angry but there was no stopping me now.
    “Stacy said you’d have a different
woman at the club every night.”
    “It’s interesting what Stacy decides
to say these days.” He passed a hand over his eyes.
    “Yes, Abby. There have been other
women. There were others after you came to the club with Jake, after you came
back by yourself...there have been a lot of women.”
    His eyes were intense, focused on
mine. “But not since the weekend we went to Paradise Ranch...not since the night
I told you I wanted you with me.”
    He spread his hands on his thighs.
“You think I’ve been cheating on you? Is that where this is headed?”
    “I don’t know, Chase. I’m trying
to find answers. I’m so confused. And it’s hard.”
    I took a deep breath. “You didn’t
think I should know? Or you just didn’t want to tell me?”
    His sudden laughter caught me off
guard. “Abby, I’m trying real hard to be patient here. But considering the
situation, you’re going to cross a line with me.”
    Chase stood, pacing again. “You
were seeing Jake while you were seeing me, remember? I don’t think there’s
really any difference in our situations, do you?”
    I frowned up at him, a tiny flame
of anger blossoming in my chest. “Yes, I do. I wasn’t in a relationship with Jake,
he is... was ...my Dom. You knew that. And that’s different. But you called me
...just like you’d have called any other woman who caught your eye at the club.
Isn’t that how it happens?”
    He shook his head. “Don’t
attribute thoughts to me that I didn’t have. Don’t think for me, Abby, ever.
    “I called you for one reason. I
was...fascinated...obsessed, I guess, with you, from the moment I saw you. And what
happened between us during that session at the club, well, if it was intense
for you, think what it was like for me.”
    I frowned. Chase had told me in
great detail how intense it had been for him, binding me in the soft white
ropes, tying the intricate knots, how much he had enjoyed that part of our
session. But he’d never told me anything beyond that, about how the session
ended, about having sex. And that night, I had been so focused on Jake after
the session, and so exhausted, I hadn’t registered anything else.
    He stopped pacing, standing in
front of me. I looked up at him, saw he was breathing hard.
    “Abby, do you know what it was
like, being there with you, knowing that I was the one who made it possible for
you to experience all that? I don’t say that to brag, but I do say it as the
humble guy who seemed to get it all right for you, to send you someplace I
wished I could have followed. As a Dom, it was the most intense session I’d
ever had. It’s what that type of relationship is all about...giving someone so
much in return for what they give me.”
    Chase crouched down in from of me,
taking my hands.
    “As a man, experiencing that with
a beautiful woman...with you, Abby, it was beyond description. From that moment,
I knew I wanted you.”
    He looked down at his big hands
holding mine. There was a moment of hesitation and then he let go, standing,  his
long legs striding across the room again. Pacing like a caged animal.
    “And it only got worse...or
better...or more intense, I guess, the more I saw you. And truth be told, it
scared the hell out of me. Still does.” He took a deep breath, letting it out
slowly.
    “It’s like Mandy, all over again.
Only ten times