Page 75 of Enthrall Ecstasy
“Exactly.”
“She’s a rare erotic creature. You’re lucky to have her.”
“I’m merely escorting her into Chrysalis.”
He squeezed my shoulder. “Of course you are.”
“Yes, Cameron, I am.”
“Work on finding a Dom for her, then. If there are doubts.”
“That’s what I intend to do.”
I wouldn’t let him rile me up. That much I’d promised myself. But here I was, frustrated with him. “You thought De Sade would be good for me, too, but look how that turned out.”
“What did you learn from that experience?”
“You mean my relationship?”
“Whatever you choose to call it, yes.”
“I was open to a certain level of commitment.”
“Which brings us back to Rue.”
“I’m not sure I even like her,” I muttered.
That was a bald-faced lie but the sound of it was reassuring.
He gave a nod as though understanding my dilemma. “You’ve never brought a submissive here.”
“I’m doing this for her.”
“You dream about her.”
Was that meant to be a question? “How could you possibly know that?”
“Because you just confirmed it.”
“I hate it when you do that!” I snapped.
I’d been around him too long for this bullshit to literally work every single fucking time.
I watched his reaction, and then said, “My gut’s sending all kinds of signals.”
Waiting for him to react was like waiting for the death blow.
“What do you want?” he said softly.
Her,maybe?
I just couldn’t say it.
Couldn’t get to a place where I gave myself permission to have her. Because my track record was shit and hurting her was an agony I didn’t want to inflict on her.
“Shay, you have a chip on your shoulder. Not a bad one, you just figure all women want a man with a private island. They don’t. Most women are romantic. They want to find love. To be loved. To feel safe. Fulfilled.”
“I want to get her out of my system. I know that.”
