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When she awoke to the hot sun of midmorning, Miguel sat on the side of the bed, holding a cup of coffee and a plate with fruit and a chocolate croissant. She blinked sleepily at him.
“Hi.”
“Good morning, Roo.” He looked disheveled, dark bags under his eyes.
She sat up, noticing that, even in his wrung-out state, his gaze fastened on her naked breasts when the sheet fell away. Taking the plate and mug, she sipped the coffee gratefully and eyed him.
“Did you sleep at all?”
“Besides the hour I crashed after that insane sex session?” He shook his head ruefully. “Not a wink.”
“That’s rough.”
“You sound like you’ve been there.”
She set the breakfast aside and took his hands in hers. “More than once. When I have a problem that demands solving, it’s like my brain can’t rest until I take some kind of action.”
“I thought my problem was over.”
“But it’s not, is it? Maybe it can’t be until you’ve truly tried everything.”
He laced his fingers with hers. “How did I miss how savvy you are?”
She grinned. “Too busy driving me insane with your Twelve Days of Kink?”
He smiled back, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m offering you one more apology. I need to beg off on the last three days.”
“Going home after all?”
“No. You were right. I’m beginning to suspect you always are.”
She blew him a kiss and he chuckled. Then shook his head like a dog shedding water, in that exotic way of his.
“I’m going to find out how much I’m willing to pay.”
“Good.”
“I want you to know.” His eyes searched her face, some of that intensity he got during sex burning in his gaze. Even now, it made her warm, lighting the embers in her belly. “Sacrificing these last three days with you is part of that price. It costs me to give that up. You’ve been the only thing to redeem this whole terrible episode. And I know I’ve treated you badly.”
“You haven’t. Besides, you have an excellent method of making it up to me when you’re a jerk.”
He blew out a breath and laughed. “I’ve never really done this. Gotten to know a woman who submitted to me. It never seemed...part of it all.”
“I think I figured that out. And it’s okay—that was never part of the deal. In many ways it was good for me, too, not doing the relationship song and dance.”
“What will you do now?”
“That depends on you.”
“I really have to—”
“I know,” she interrupted. “Go. Fly and be free. But I want something in return. I have a counter-offer.”
He cocked an eyebrow at her. Amused and a little wary.
“I want four more notes. Whatever you planned for these final days.”
“Without me?” He seemed taken aback by the concept.
