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“Yes, I think you’ll find out your Master has an answer for that as well.” Big Tag winked her way.

“Come on, brother,” Chef said. “Let’s leave the youngsters to their fun.”

“Youngsters?” Big Tag was complaining as he started out the door. “I’m not old. You’re the old one. Don’t you know getting your balls snipped twice ages you? I’m the baby now.”

Chef groaned. “I have no idea why I put up with you.”

The door closed behind them.

“Should I lock it?” She didn’t really want to leave his lap.

“Javi will take care of it when he leaves.” Sebastian turned them around, his arms easily handling the extra weight.

She was fascinated with his arms. So masculine and yet he hid them beneath layers of pristine suits. He maneuvered them through the hallway and back to the bedroom they’d shared the night before. He only cursed a few times because the hall was a bit narrow. It didn’t mean a damn thing to Tiffany. All that mattered was being here with him.

“I’m so sorry that happened.” She let her head rest against him. She was likely going to get a nasty spanking, but she could handle that. Sebastian would need the play, too. They would play hard and then go to sleep in each other’s arms. Something he’d said before finally registered. “Javi’s still here? I thought he left.”

He stopped in front of the door. “He stayed behind to help me with something. Tiffany, I can’t pick you up and carry you across the room tonight. I might be able to do it when I’m back on my feet, but I’ll always be somewhat off balance.”

“You managed fine. I like it right here, Master.”

His hand moved over her thigh. “I need you to understand that when you pull a stunt like you did today, I will go to any length I must to make you understand the seriousness of the infraction.”

She sat up. “I didn’t pull a stunt. It was his fault. I wasn’t the jerk carrying the knife.”

His eyes went positively glacial. “I called the DA’s office. They show that they not only sent you a notice of his parole hearing, they sent it via courier so you would have to sign for it. Did you sign for anything in the last month?”

“Maybe.” She wasn’t good at keeping up with the boring stuff. “But I still didn’t ask to be nearly murdered.”

“Were you afraid?” He reached up and touched her hair, brushing it back. “Did you think I was hiding until the police showed up?”

Was he high? “I wasn’t really afraid because I knew you would save me. It’s what you do. And then I was afraid because I realized he might hurt you instead of me. And then I was oddly turned on because you taking him down was totally hot. Then I was afraid again because I thought you might kick me out for being too much trouble.”

He took her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him. “Not ever. Understand this. I may spank that pretty ass of yours. I might get angry, but I won’t walk away. Never.” His lips curled up into the sweetest smile. “But you might when you see what I have planned for you.”

Her body heated at the thought. What had he done? “Please tell me you’re not sharing me with Javi. Because I don’t know that I like that idea.”

His hand smoothed under her shirt and he cupped her breast right before he pinched a nipple. Hard. Just the right side of pain. “I won’t ever share you.”

That tweak had her heating up faster. “Good, because I won’t share you either. You’re mine, Master.”

“And you’re mine. Mine to pleasure and punish, and you’re going to get both tonight.”

The door opened and Javier stood there holding a set of keys. “There’s not a lot I can’t do with two sets of handcuffs and some bungee cord. She should be able to move at your command but she’ll damn straight know she isn’t leaving your bed until you’re ready to let her go. And I made sure there’s a way for her to reach the phone if she needs it.”

“I need to reach the phone?” She looked around the room. Their bedroom had been transformed. At some point Javier had lit the candles that had only been decorative until now. The candlelight threw the whole room into a romantic glow. The bed was turned down and there was something attached to the headboard. Had that hook always been there?

“Sweetheart, we’re playing some pretty heavy bondage games this evening. If I should fall and can’t…”

He was putting in fail-safes to protect her. “Anyone can fall, Sebastian. Any top in the world can have an accident. I’m just happy my Dom is always thinking of me and my safety.”

“I have to. You welcome prostitutes into your home and forget to mark down when your stalkers are getting out of prison,” Sebastian replied.

Javi snapped his fingers. “I knew I’d seen Heidi somewhere.”

“Thank you for the setup help, Javier. We’ll see you tomorrow.” Sebastian held out a hand, but the tone of his voice told Tiffany that he was through with all joking for the evening.

Javier shook Sebastian’s hand. “Tomorrow then. ’Night, Tiff.”

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