She felt Keane move in behind her, but he was silent.
“I don’t know,” she replied.
“Not good enough,” Keane demanded.“You know exactly why youran out of that house and didn’t say good-bye.”
Well, she’d decided to be honest.“Because I was afraid.”
“Afraid of what?”Keane stepped up, his eyes on her.
She was pretty sure Gigi and Miranda were already in herhouse, probably watching out of the windows.The fact that they had left at allwas proof that they thought this was serious.Otherwise, they would beFaceTiming the crew at The Hideout and asking where the popcorn was.
If she was going to have this week with them, she needed tobe honest.“Afraid that I’ll like you too much and I’ll get hurt at the end ofthis.Because it has to end.It can’t work.I don’t live at O’Malley Ranch, andthis place has a foreman.”
“Well, I’m not sure it can’t work, but I know it won’t if wenever try,” Garrett offered.
“But if you feel better with boundaries in place, let’s sayany contract we have between us will last for one week,” Keane offered.“You’llbe our sub for one week and we’ll be your Masters.We will protect and care foryou.We’ll pretty much do whatever you need us to do and in return…”
She knew what they wanted in return.“In return, I’m yoursub and I will obey in the bedroom.Can we play now, Sir?”
“Master,” Keane said, his voice tight.“I want to be Masterif I only get a week.”
She lowered her head.“Master.”
The deal was made and she was ready to begin.
* * * *
Keane felt his whole body go tight.
He was Olivia Barnes-Fleetwood’s Master for the next week.They could work out a contract in the morning, but for tonight her verbalagreement was enough.He placed his fingers under her chin, lifting it so shehad to look at him.“Olivia, I accept your deal, but that is not how you greetus.You’re wearing far too many clothes.Show us to the playroom.Youunderstand we’re going to begin with discipline, right?”
Her lower lip trembled, but he was pretty sure it wasn’twith fear.“Yes, Master.”
“Damn, I like that word from your mouth.”Garrett moved inbehind her, his hands finding her hips.“Tell me you accept me, too.”
His partner had gone into top space.When he stopped askingand started demanding, Garrett was ready to go.
Olivia turned slightly.“Yes, Master.Would you like me tofind you something to eat?”
Garrett growled and pulled her back against his body.“I’meating you for dinner since you cost me mine.”
“Doesn’t sound like punishment to me,” she whispered.
Keane reached out and put a hand on her breast.“What didyou say?”
It was all play, and he loved how her body responded.Notwith fear but with desire.She trusted them on a base level.She didn’tconsider the idea they would hurt her physically.Not anymore than she neededto bring her pleasure.
“I said it doesn’t sound like punishment,” Olivia replied.“Master.”
“Better, but don’t think that sweet attitude of yours fixeswhat happened tonight,” Keane explained.“You ran.You left without eventelling us where you were going.Would you do that to any other person youinvited into your home?”
Her eyes suddenly swelled with tears.“No.”
“And you haven’t apologized,” he pointed out.
She bit her bottom lip.“I needed the time to think.”
“So you thought while you were at the rowdy bar?”Garrettasked.
