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“No, Loz,” Kat says, reaching across the desk and placing her hand over mine. “My first impression was all wrong. Anya was never more alive than when she was with you.” She swats another tear from her face. “You took care of her and allowed her to make her own decisions right up to the end. You were the finest husband and partner she could have wanted.”
I give her a nod of appreciation.
“But Mia isn’t Anya,” she adds, wincing as though the words pain her.
It’s my turn to frown now. “You think I don’t know that?”
The sound of the door opening distracts us both. Mia glances between Kat and me, her eyes narrowed with confusion. A split second later, she walks straight toward my desk, head bent low as she avoids looking at my face, and drops to her knees at my feet.
“I’m here and ready to serve you, oh mighty one,” she says deadpan, eyes on the floor.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kat’s horrified expression, and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing out loud. Fucking siren!
Instead, I cup Mia’s chin in my hand and tilt her head up until her gaze meets mine. Her eyes dance with amusement. “Behave, sunshine, or I’ll make you start doing that for real.”
“I couldn’t help it.” She giggles and jumps up from her knees. “The look on Kat’s face is worth it.”
Kat glares at her cousin. “That wasn’t funny, Mia.”
Mia perches herself on my lap and wraps her arms around my neck. “Well, why are you in here grilling Lorenzo about my collar when you could’ve just come and spoken with me?”
Kat’s tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip as she glances between Mia and me. “I just wanted to make sure he’s not pressuring you into this.”
“Kat!” Mia admonishes.
“She’s only worried about you, tesoro. That’s not a bad thing,” I say softly.
“Exactly,” Kat agrees.
“I think Kat’s worried that you’re a little too feisty to be my sub.” My statement is met with an eye roll from both women.
Mia turns serious. “I know this might seem absurd to you after what happened with Brad, but this isn’t about me losing control, Kat.”
“It’s not?” she asks.
“No. It’s about mechoosingto give up control, and that’s an entirely different thing.”
Kat frowns, seemingly unconvinced. “But you’re allowing someone else to control your life. To tell you what to do. I don’t get it.”
“Okay.” Mia chews on her lip and thinks for a moment. “Let’s say you were in here alone and Dante came in and told you to get on your knees. With no other explanation. He just unzips his fly and says do it. Would you?”
Kat’s cheeks turn pink, and I clear my throat, wishing I wasn’t here for this part of the conversation.
“Well?” Mia presses.
“Yes, if we were alone, of course, but that’s because…” She goes quiet.
“Because you trust him? You know he’s not going to do anything you don’t him want to?”
“Yes,” Kat replies quietly.
“That’s what this is.” Mia laces her fingers through mine. “Pure and simple trust. That’s all.”
I squeeze her hand.
“You trust Lorenzo, right? You trust me?” Mia asks.
“Of course.”
