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it at all, and he couldn’t blame her. Some people took to it very
well, but Cate was like him. They’d grown up on Texas food. Steak,
BBQ, chicken. It was in their blood. Now he was making himself suffer
right along with her, and he couldn’t stand it. There was no way he could eat a
nice, juicy steak in front of her and watch her suffer alone. And the diet was
only the beginning––just one item on the long list of stuff her new master
wanted.
    Cate lifted her leg and let it settle across his
stomach. She groaned in her sleep and he knew it was because she was sore. The
master’s strenuous workout routine he had her on was unreal. Torrance could
remember reading it and thinking what the
hell? This guy couldn’t be serious. Cate might have been slightly
overweight, but the curves looked good on her. Damn good. Just because the guy
was a health freak didn’t mean he had to turn Cate into one too.
    Torrance’s lips pressed together and he suddenly
noticed his hand was moving across her thigh and toward her ass. Fingers
gripped into his chest and he silently cursed himself. This was going to get
hot and heavy fast if he didn’t put a stop to it.
    He turned into her and the wetness between her legs
moved against his thigh. Torrance could feel his fingers grip into her back.
Fuck. He needed to get up. Now . He started to turn when she lifted her head and
searched his face. The rejection she felt was evident from her expression. He’d
hurt her by stopping, but he just couldn’t continue. Not now, and not in the
future…especially if they were to make a clean break, in thirty days.
    “Your list awaits . You have
quite the day ahead of you.” He crawled out of bed and walked into the
restroom. As he brushed his teeth, he couldn’t get those dark green eyes out of
his head. They almost seemed to be pleading to him. The tension between them
for the last few days had been downright steamy. He’d almost
bent her ass over the sofa and fucked her senseless the third day, when he saw her
picking up their mess from the night before. She’d been leaning over,
and the sun-dress she wore had given him a glimpse of her thighs.
    Torrance had stalked from the room with more anger
at himself than anything. It didn’t make it any easier when she came into the
room and kneeled before him. When he’d asked what she wanted, rather curtly,
she’d asked if he was mad at her. The anger had left him in that moment. The
last thing he wanted was for her to think she’d done something wrong. Now,
today was starting out just as tense. He really needed to find a way to release
or he was going to explode.
    Torrance left the restroom, and went to the closet, grabbing
his workout clothes. They’d have a quick breakfast, and then he’d hit the gym.
And not his gym, either. Cate would be there, following her master’s rules. If
he had to see her on any more of those machines, he’d lose all resolve.
    He got dressed and began laying out the stuff for
bacon and eggs, with toast. Just as he began cooking, he heard a growling noise.
Cate walked into the kitchen and a moan came from her mouth.
    “Oh, sweet torture.” She
walked up the stove and inhaled deeply. “Lucky bastard. I think I’d kill a person for some real food.” Her hand reached for a banana. She
smiled at him and held up the fruit. “I’m just going to get a quick bite, and
hit the gym.” She looked at his clothes. “Are you going to join me after you
eat?”
    His eyes went back to the food, longingly. “I forgot
you couldn’t eat this. I’m sorry.”
    The way she waved her hand said it was no big deal,
but it was to Torrance.
    “Truthfully, I think I’ve needed rules like this.
Maybe my new master knows what’s best.” Her lips encased the banana and Torrance
watched the action, mesmerized. “You know, Tor?”
    “What?” His gaze came back up to meet hers.
    “My master, and his rules.
The whole diet, and working out thing. Maybe it’s for the best. I’ve