Page 248 of Hunger


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There’s a street lamp nearby. It’s the only light we get here at night. If it walked along the fence, it’d cause a shadow. Sorry, I’m jumpy. Just ignore me.”

“That’s it,” I growl. “You’re moving out of that fucking apartment. You’ll be staying with me from now on. You can take a guest room for all your stuff.”

“Can we just relax for a minute?”

“Didn’t you tell me that’s where your ex used to stalk you? And that you had to climb over your neighbor’s fence once just to get away from him?”

“Yeah, well, that’s… that’s over with.”

“Indie…”

“It is, okay?” she says as if trying to catch her breath. “Let’s change the subject.”

“I want you moving in with me.”

“That’s ridiculous. We’ve been dating less than a month.”

“Fine. You can stay in that empty apartment I own downtown. It has security.”

“I’m not moving,” she insists, the words making me simmer with frustration. “Look, I can’t live in fear like I used to. I… I like it here. I spoke to the landlord today. He’s agreed to get a camera installed.”

“I’ll be calling him tomorrow. Once the door is changed, I’ll pay to have the cameras and lights installed.”

“What?! No! Jesus, you have to let me vent without trying to fix everything for me.”

“I need to fix things for you, Indigo. It’s part of my job as your Dom. That’s not something you can ask me to control.”

“Yeah, well, how about we ease into the whole Dom-sub thing, okay? Because it freaks me out sometimes.”

“But you like it,” I say firmly to a sharp inhale on the other line. “Don’t you, Indigo?”

I wait until she finally says the words. “Yes. I like it.”

“That means you feel safe with me,” I suggest, wondering whether she really is at all.

“Yes. I do.”

“Good. Now answer my question and no more attitude. What are you wearing?”

“Purple cotton pajama pants,” she responds, her delicious voice still small, “and a turquoise top.”

“Long sleeves or short?”

“Mid-length.”

“Bra or not.”

“I don’t sleep in my bra. You know that.”

“Good. Now, take it all off.”

“What?”

“You heard me, wildflower. All your clothes off. Now.”

“It’s cold,” she gripes and I make a mental note to buy her a radiator.

“When you’re a sub, you have to tolerate discomfort, Indigo.”

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