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She raised one eyebrow. “Hmm, can’t decide if that’s a yes or no. If you’re not, it’s a shame because you have that whole stern and commanding thing going on. I’m thinking of trying out this BDSM thing, you see.”
She was thinking of what? He stared down at her aghast. “BDSM isn’t like a pair of shoes you try on to see if they fit.”
“Well, why not? How will I know if I like it unless I try it?”
“It’s not something you do just to amuse yourself. The people in the community take it very seriously.”
She studied him for a moment. “And that means it can’t also be fun?”
“Well, of course it can. But it’s not to be taken lightly.”
“I know. I thought I’d go check out the club here, what’s it called again? Sampsons?”
“Saxons,” he said stiffly.
She clicked her fingers together. “That’s it. Yeah, I might try it out while I’m here. But when I do, I promise to take it very seriously, will that ease your mind?”
No. No, it would not.
“You can’t go to Saxons.”
“Well, why not?”
Yes. Why not? He had no right to tell her what to do. Why was he so upset by the idea of her going to Saxons? Maybe because he didn’t want to think about someone else dominating her, touching her, pleasuring her.
He glowered down at her. “Have you had your ankle checked?”
“Are you changing the subject?”
The door behind her opened, and Jake glanced up as Logan and Max Ferguson walked out with their wife, Savannah.
Logan Ferguson grinned at him.
“Hey, Jake.”
Jake nodded at the rancher. The Fergusons had had a hard time of it recently, and it was good to see the other man looking so relaxed. Savannah flashed Jake a small smile. It had taken her a while to work through the agoraphobia she’d suffered from after being attacked and kidnapped. But she was slowly getting there. Her service dog had been a great help. Jake had noticed that Savannah now only used Rosie when she didn’t have Logan or Max with her.
“Savannah, honey, how are you?” he asked in a gentle voice.
“I’m good, thanks.”
“Everything okay here?” Max asked, his eyes taking in Molly and Jake.
“Fine, just dealing with a matter of public safety.”
“Why, Sheriff, are you saying I’m a danger to the public?” Molly grinned up at him.
“What?” Max frowned. “What’s going on? Has something happened? Are you all right, Molly?”
The other man placed his hand on Molly’s shoulder, and Jake had to fight the urge to brush it off. What was wrong with him? Max was a happily married man. And Jake had no claim on the redhead.
“You know her?”
“Of course we do.” Logan sent him a warning look. What the hell was that for?
“Molly is staying with us, so if there’s something wrong we’d appreciate you bringing it to our attention first,” Max added.
Staying with them? What the hell?
