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Chapter 40
DARREN
Past
We step into my residence. On the dining table is a large bouquet of long-stem roses. I haven’t bought flowers for anyone since I had to buy a corsage for high school prom. But I was having trouble coming up with a birthday gift that Bridget won’t turn down or feel unnecessarily guilty about. Cheryl said that flowers are hard to return and helped me place an order for two dozen.
Just as I expected, Bridget says, “Oh my gosh, you shouldn’t have.”
“Who says they’re yours?” I return, startling her. I shake my head. “Of course, they’re yours.”
“They’re gorgeous.”
She goes over and inhales their scent. Spotting an envelope with her name on it, she picks it up.
“Your birthday present,” I explain.
She protests, “The roses and dinner would have been enough.”
“Just open it.”
She does and pulls out the paper inside. “This is letterhead from my internship.”
“Read it.”
“Dear Donor, thank you for your generous contribution of twenty thousand dollars toward the purchase of a refrigerated van for our food recycling program—”
Mouth agape, she stares at me. She scans the rest of the short letter and looks back at me.
“Now if you tell anyone that the donation came from me, I will go through all of your hard limits with no safe words.”
I made the donation through an offshore account in Bermuda, so it should remain anonymous.
Bridget squeals and jumps on me. She crushes her lips to mine. I can’t help but feel fucking proud of myself. This do-good shit has its perks.
Her arms wrap my neck as she kisses me harder than she’s ever kissed before. My body responds immediately. Holding her up with one arm, I cup the back of her head and return her kiss. I get the faint taste of her Dirty Shirley. I could tear her clothes off and do her right now. But I have more elaborate plans.
Setting her down, I start stripping the clothes from her in between kisses. She wants me bad and can’t stop crawling onto me. I pull her arms from around my neck and hold her away from me.
“We’re going down to the club first,” I tell her.
“But I’m naked.”
I go to the coat closet and pull out a cashmere topcoat. It’s long enough to cover her ass.
Bridget folds her arms. “Like that’s not going to call attention. Why didn’t you wait until we were downstairs before undressing me?”
I grin. “Because it’s more fun this way. You want the coat or not?”
She takes the coat and puts it on.
“Go get your heels from the bedroom,” I instruct next.
“You’re not going to make me stand too long in these?” she asks after returning with the shoes.
“You don’t have to worry. I’ll be stringing you up tonight.”
She seems to like the idea and smiles coyly.
