The thought consumed her.Attraction raced through her.She shouldn’t have any interest in what he was offering.Someone like Cade Donovan was outside her realm of experience.He was worldly, sophisticated, with a sexual nature that unnerved her.
She was aware of the wind howling, the rain lashing, yet it was only the two of them here, shut off from the rest of the world.“So you’d want…”
“I would.”
Absently she rubbed her upper arms.As she was coming to expect, he waited for her to continue.She glanced back toward the tarp.“Like I said, I’ve never done any of that stuff.”
“You’ve never been spanked?Maybe been blindfolded or tied up?”
Her stomach dropped to her toes.“We are so not having this conversation.”
“And again, like Saturday night, you haven’t run away, even though I’ve warned you that you probably should.You haven’t reached for your phone to call nine-one-one.You haven’t asked me to take you to your car.”
He made no move toward her.Instead, he stood still, as if he had all the time and the patience in the world.
“No.I’ve never been…spanked.Or blindfolded.”What else had he asked?She met his gaze.Though his eyes were still gray, they seemed somewhat lighter, the color more molten.“Or tied up.”
Suddenly rain beat harder on the roof.
“Until now,” he said.
Loopy dashed into the barn and she looked over to see the sheepdog shake herself off, spewing water everywhere.Then she raced toward them, tongue still happily hanging out of the side of her mouth.
“Wait,” Cade said to the animal.
At the bottom of the stairs, she whimpered.
“Stay.”His voice was quiet, but forceful.
The dog tipped her head to the right.
Cade raised his right index finger.Then he pointed toward the floor and Loopy lowered herself to the floor.Sofia might have imagined the dog sighing.
“Good girl,” he said approvingly.
Loopy thumped her tail and kept her gaze focused on him.
Returning all his attention to Sofia, he said, “It’s your choice entirely.”
A battle waged within her.She was curious, as he’d suggested.A little nervous, as well.If they proceeded with using the barn for the event, no doubt he would have to move everything.In the end, fascination trumped fear.“Yes,” she said.“I would like to see your…”
“Dungeon.”
“That sounds fierce.”
“It’s supposed to.”
Despite the heat, she felt as if the temperature had cooled a few degrees.
She put on a brave face.“Lead on, Mr.Donovan.”
He nodded then took a step forward to pull back the tarp.It required a tremendous amount of courage to walk past him.
Because of the storm and lack of windows, the area appeared small and somewhat foreboding.
He followed her and switched on an overhead light.It demystified the equipment, made it less intimidating.
“Unfortunately, it’s rarely used.It doesn’t have a lot of equipment, but it’s serviceable.”
