“Already?” I let my fingers trace her leg. “Maybe I want to keep you tied up for a little longer.”

“I’m at your mercy.” She bit down on her bottom lip, grinned, and started to squirm underneath my touch.

“Yes you are.” I chuckled and traced my way down to her ankle.

I couldn’t resist teasing Chloe and kissing her a few times before finally removing the straps. My desire was starting to burn, and it was difficult to resist her. I kissed her as soon as she was off the rack and we started looking around the room—trying to find anything that could connect the number three with the next piece of the puzzle. The rest of the torture devices appeared to be nothing more than props, so we started looking around the room itself.

“Maybe it references the third of something…” Chloe twisted her lip into a perplexed star. “What about the paintings? There are three of them.”

“That’s true.” I nodded and looked at the three images of random medieval scenery in front of us.

Chloe walked over and pulled on the first one. It was bolted to the wall. The one next to it appeared to be bolted as well. The third one wasn’t. It came off the wall fairly easily and when she turned it around, we found a carved slot that slid open to reveal a key. It wasn’t big enough to fit the door though. It was a smaller key that was similar to the kind that would have fit a small luggage lock. Once I sized up the key, I started looking around the room again.

“It has to fit something…” I narrowed my eyes and started to inspect several of the items.

Although I’m having so much fun with you that I’m not eager to end our date—especially since it is going to end with me dropping you off at home.