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She took her time making sure the presentation of both was beautiful. “I hope these are perfect.”
“I have no doubt.” He accepted his purchases, and their fingers touched, reigniting the attraction she’d been trying to tamp down.
Then, shocking her, he placed the bigger of the two bags on top of the table. “This one is for you.”
“I…” She blinked. “I don’t understand.”For me?
“You were meant to have that corset. The joy on your face when you talked about it…?”
Oh no.“I can’t possibly accept.”
“Then you can exchange it for something else that you want more.”
“Mr. McCall—”
“There is no woman in my life, Abigail. And I haven’t scened in years.”
Holy…
His words were pointed—part invitation, part information.
Leaving her speechless, he strode away. Stunned, she watched him go and was shocked when he added the second present to Santa’s gift pile before heading into the dungeon.
Her breaths were so jagged that her corset felt tighter than it had all night.
The last ten minutes couldn’t possibly have happened.
She stood there, her world rocked, while activity buzzed around her.
Finally a new potential customer arrived, grabbing her attention and forcing her to focus on something other than the mysterious Dominant.
A few minutes later, a dungeon master walked down the hallway calling out a reminder that the fair needed to be closed by 11:45.
“That means the walkways must be clear. So start wrapping up now. After the parade, the Christmas tree will be lit, and you can reopen. However, Mistress Aviana has also cordially invited you to stop by her throne first.”
The seriousness in his deep baritone voice conveyed that the owner had issued a royal proclamation.
After finishing up with her customer, Abigail tucked the cashbox beneath one of the displays, then straightened the checkout table before loosening the ties that held back the booth’s vinyl flaps.
Last year, after she and Raven had closed up for the Christmas tree lighting, they had headed deeper into the dungeon to secure a prime spot to watch the festivities.
But Hayes had gone that way, and Abigail didn’t dare risk running into him again.
The ending of her last relationship had left her shattered. When she and Kevin had started talking about getting married, he’d made one thing clear: he already had three kids and didn’t want more.
When she tried to talk about her dreams for a large family, he blew up and moved out of the house they shared—one she couldn’t pay for on her salary.
His callousness destroyed her.
To go from the life she’d imagined to being alone again had broken her heart. All this time later, she was still trying to mend the pieces.
Which meant there was absolutely zero chance of her submitting to a man like Master Hayes McCall. No matter how tempting he might be.
CHAPTERTWO
What in the actual fuck?
Once he was inside the dungeon with its thumping techno Christmas music and buzz of excitement, Hayes shook his head to clear it.
