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“We’ll be inside a lot, but we might head into town to do some shopping, so bring something warm in case we go out.” She opened her mouth to ask another question, but I cut her off. “That’s all I’m going to tell you. And if you keep bugging me, you’re going to be spending the first half of our weekend with a sore rear end.”

She sighed but let the subject drop. I loved Lily to death, but when she wanted to know something, she was relentless. It made her good at her job, but not so easy to keep secrets from. I’d learned the hard way, though, that while she hated to be teased, she loved it, too. Besides, I knew in this case the payoff would be worth it. I couldn’t wait for her to see the cabin.

“How was work?” I asked, trying to distract her.

“Fine. I’ve been brainstorming ideas for the fall gala. What do you think of a silent auction?”

“I think it’s a great idea. You should run it by Stephan and see what he thinks.” Lily had been working for Stephan when we met. It was the whole reason why we met.

“Speaking of Stephan,” she said, spearing a piece of chicken with her fork, “he came by to see me this afternoon.”

“Oh?” If I knew my best friend, he probably stopped by to add gas to the fire. He knew even better than I did how she hated being kept out of the loop on things.

“He said the two of you met up for breakfast.”

I knew what she was doing. Lily was hoping I’d drop some clue about the weekend without her actually having to ask. “Yeah, we did. Our schedules finally matched up.”

She nodded. “That’s what he said. I think it’s good that you two were able to hang out. You don’t do that much anymore.”

“No time. Especially since the hospital has me flying all over the country.”

The pout was back. “I know. I hate you being gone all the time.”

I hated it, too. It had seriously cut into our time together, let alone our playtime.

“I know,” I said, reaching for her hand. “But this weekend it’s just going to be us. No work. No distractions. Just you and me.”

This time I got a genuine smile out of her. “I like the sound of that.”

Lily

I had been looking forward to this weekend with Logan for weeks. The last year had been full of ups and downs, especially when it came to the BDSM side of our relationship.

Logan hadn’t known anything about the lifestyle when I met him. I remember the look on his face when I dropped that bomb on him at the end of our third date. He’d been speechless until I told him that his best friend, Stephan, was a Dom. After that, he’d been full of questions.

I’d known ahead of time that I was going to tell Logan about me being a submissive and had discussed it with Stephan. He gave me permission to tell Logan about his activity in the lifestyle. Stephan knew Logan would have questions and who better to answer them than someone he’d been friends with since high school?

It had taken Logan a couple of weeks to come to terms with what I’d told him. He went through the normal bouts of confusion, disbelief, and then he did lots of research. I’d started to get worried when I hadn’t heard from him, but then Stephan walked into my office one day and said Logan had stopped by his condo the night before with a list of questions.

Four days later Logan called to ask if we could meet for coffee. I’d been so afraid that he’d tell me he couldn’t do it—I liked him so much. The last thing I wanted was for him to leave, but I also knew what I needed.

He’d surprised me when, instead of telling me he couldn’t see me anymore, he’d presented me with a list of things he’d be willing to try with me. I’d been so excited that I’d squealed loud enough that everyone in the restaurant turned to look at us. That day started us on the path we were on now... one I hoped we would continue on for many years to come.

The sound of Logan moving around in the kitchen signaled that I needed to get up. He’d wanted me to sleep in my room last night to help us both get in the right mindset for today. This would be our first full weekend as Dom and sub.

With my other Doms, I’d been happy with limiting our playtime to specific scenes. I didn’t want that with Logan. He owned my heart and I wanted to give my whole self to him for more than just a few hours at a time.

Throwing off the covers, I hopped out of bed and grabbed my robe. Logan hadn’t given me any specific instructions last night as to how this morning would go, so I was going to play it by ear until he told me otherwise.

I padded down the hall and into the main living space. The first thing that hit me was the smell of pancakes and bacon. Second was the sight of Logan standing at the stove in nothing but his underwear.

“Morning,” I said as I crossed the room.

He glanced over his shoulder and smiled. “Did you sleep well?”

“Not bad.” I shrugged and leaned against the counter to face him. “Tossed and turned a little, but that’s par for the course when I’m sleeping without you.”

Logan chuckled. “Well, if you’re a good girl then maybe I’ll let you sleep in my bed tonight.”

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