this is fast at all.”
The door of doubt continued to open.
Coley sat up in the bed. “And I uh… well… I know I said I could accept your lifestyle. But I’m second guessing that. I’m not sure this is something for me. You said it yourself, I’m independent.”
Vance sat up and grabbed both of Coley’s hands. A look of concern washed over his face. “Don’t do this. Don’t try to stop this, Coley. You and I have something really special. I know it with everything I have. Don’t let your worries get in the way.”
Coley shook her head. “I think we both just got wrapped up in the romance of the wedding. I really don’t think I can give you what you want.”
“Coley—”
“Vance, I just am not going to be able to allow you to spank me. I can’t be the submissive girlfriend that I know you want,” she interrupted.
“Coley, I don’t want you to be anyone you aren’t. I want you, the way you are.”
“Can you give up Domestic Discipline?” Coley asked.
“No.”
Coley knew the answer. It’s why she asked it. Domestic Discipline had nothing to do with this. Not really. This was about her fear, her doubt and her inability to just let something good like this happen. She knew if she used his lifestyle, it would be her easy ticket out.
“Well, I can’t give you my submission.”
And with that, Coley had just opened the door of doubt, walked through it, and shut it behind her.
“Bullshit!” Vance got out of the bed and quickly pulled on his pants. His muscled chest captured Coley’s attention for a split second until the fury in his eyes pulled her glare to his.
Coley got up and pulled on her clothes. “No need to yell.”
“Look at me, Coley! I’m not going to let you throw away something this special before it has even had a chance to begin, all because you’re scared.”
Coley stopped in her tracks in shock. Vance had completely caught her off guard with his ability to see right through her ruse.
Vance moved around the bed and wrapped his arms around her. “I know you’re scared, sweetheart. I know that opening your heart to someone else is opening yourself to get hurt. It’s scary, but not a reason to run.”
Coley snuggled her head into his neck. “I don’t like feeling this way.”
“You just have to have trust. You have to have trust in us. Coley, you need to have trust in me. I won’t hurt you. I won’t take your heart lightly. I’ll do everything I can to protect it. Trust me. Can you do that?”
Coley simply nodded her head into his neck.
Vance reached down, placed his fingers at her chin and lifted her face to his gaze. “Hey you, no running allowed. I’ll chase you.”
Coley smiled. “I’m glad. I’ve never had someone fight for me before.”
“Let me, let me be that hero in your book.” Vance placed a soft kiss on Coley’s pouty lips. “As for the Domestic Discipline and my lifestyle… we’ll take it slow. We’ll address the issues as they come up. I know it won’t be easy, but as long as we have each other, we can work through anything. Do you trust me?”
Coley nodded. “Yes, yes I do.”
Chapter Seven
Eating breakfast together was a bundle of sensations. Comforting, relaxing, loving and odd. Coley watched Vance talk over a plate of eggs as if they had done this for years. There was a level of familiarity mixed with the delightful new feeling of a budding romance. He was her friend, and now her lover.
“So did you tell Caine about us yet?” Coley asked, spying him over the rim of her coffee mug.
He nodded. “I asked his permission if I could court you.”
Coley laughed out loud. “You did not just say that! Court me? Really?” She laughed even harder. “How old-fashioned are you?”
He smiled back. “Very.”
She stopped smiling and studied his expression. It was a mixture of amusement and seriousness. “Well, I think it was sweet that you did so.”
“It was the right thing to do. Caine gives his blessing.”
She was