Page 121 of Just One Look
“Oh.” She swallowed. “Right, then.” She needed to get control of this. She wasincontrol of this. That was the point! She found the place he’d been talking about, where the headboard screwed into the bed frame, and fastened the first tie, then went around to the other side and did the other one, and he watched her do it. And then he stretched his arms out and up, revealing that silky fuzz of black in his underarms.
She said, “You good to do this?”
He said, “I’m dying if I don’t.”
The confidence surged in her, and she took the end of the first necktie and fastened it around his wrist, then tied it once more. He took a deep breath, and she asked, “Feeling scared?”
“No,” he said, and she went around and fastened the other wrist, so he was tied down.
Reboot. New woman. Life experience.
Now or never.
