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“No, I couldn’t, Landon. I didn’t need Baker getting any special treatment, good or bad, because of who he associated with. I’m well aware of the tight relationship you have with Agent Wilkinson and I simply couldn’t trust you not to tell him.” She turned and stared him down. “If it had been pertinent to the assignment, I would have shared it.”
After she finished silencing Landon, Sammie moved around the room until she stood nose to nose with Seth. Yeah, she was incredibly tall for a woman, and just had this thing about her. When she walked into a room, you knew she was somebody not to be trifled with. Seth straightened his back and met her gaze. “I’m sorry, Mistress. He belongs to me now.”
Those words did really nice things to my belly, like riding a roller coaster. Funny, my few days with Seth had been a non-stop thrill ride…one I didn’t intend on ever getting off of.
“Why in this world do you think I’d give him to you?” she questioned arrogantly. “When I allowed you, another Dom, to touch him, I distinctly recall telling you not to hurt him.” She stepped closer. “I also distinctly recall you vowing you wouldn’t. I accepted your word because you’re a respected Dom in the community. Now? Well, let’s just say, it all hinges on your next words, Sir,” she threatened…or maybe mocked, I wasn’t sure which.
“Because I’m in love with him.” Seth looked down at me and added, “And he’s in love with me.”
She smiled. “Well played…well played. He’s all yours.” Her grin became sinister. “He’s behaved like such a child over these past two weeks. He’ll need disciplined for that. Did you just hear him say he would bitch-slap me?”
“Yes, ma’am, I did,” Seth answered. “I assure you, I’ll take care of it.”
“Promises, promises,” I answered.Chapter 13BakerI nervously paced the length of the office area, back and forth, back and forth, while I waited for Seth’s meeting with Landon to finish. It was late in the evening and the only people left on the floor of our building were me, Seth, Landon, and Ari. I shouldn’t feel so irritated since I was ninety-nine percent certain the meeting was about me and my continuous demands to be released from a medical hold, so I could return to work, but I was still antsy. Hell, if anybody should be royally pissed about the after-hours-stand- around-doing-nothing party, it should be Ari. He’d been forced to wait around on his dad to finish up discussing my future…with Seth, not me. Yeah, I was borderline pissed, so I tried to focus my mind on how we ended up where we were and how incredibly pleased I’d been with the decision. Maybe, just maybe, remembering those facts might help me feel better?
Doubtful…but they would make me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside, which might possibly lead to the melting of my heart. Ha! I had a gift; I could be pissed off and happy at the same damn time!
Once Seth and I communicated our feelings, we’d both determined that I’d keep my house in Arizona for when we wanted to visit or just escape life, but our home base needed to be in Colorado. Seth had presented a list of reasons why Colorado would be the best place for us to settle and while they were all legitimate reasons, I felt confident one of his biggest hang-ups with us staying in Arizona was that we would be spending a lot of time interacting with Sammie. Yeah, he might have a touch of a possessive streak that I find very sexy. As for me, I could have cared less which state we settled in, as long as we were together.
Seth and I remained in Arizona for almost a month while I continued to recover from my wrist injuries and it had been nothing short of a huge slice of heaven cake. Just watching Seth putter around the house, touching my things and looking totally hot while doing it had made my heart do stupid little pitter patter symphonies. There had, of course, been a dash of negative to mix in with the positive, though. He’d taken his nursing duties very serious and babied me to the point of nearly driving me insane. I hated being helpless but, oddly enough, me hating something didn’t change the facts in the least bit. I was still pretty much helpless, no matter how frustrated it made me feel or regardless of how many temper tantrums I unleashed. When my pouting ended, my wrists were still useless, and Seth had added yet another discipline mark beside my name…for when I was completely healed. His words, not mine.
If anyone here paused long enough to ask me, they’d know I now felt completely healed. I was more than ready to return to work and, more importantly, ready to begin receiving all my disciplinary punishment. Most of all, though, I was ready to be treated like a man instead of the helpless creature Seth believed me to be. He’d awoken all these…desires inside of me but refused to continue with my education. At this rate I was going to have to purchase a Gay Sex for Dummies book just so I’d have a fucking clue.
