But only because I’d pressured him.Shit. What would I do if he walked away now? My two halves were never as close together as they were at this moment. Kip had done that. He’d pulled the two parts of me close, almost stitching them into a whole.
“I don’t know what to do, Mom,” I cried.
“Follow him in all things, like you always have. If there is one thing I’m certain of, it’s that Kip would never let you fall.”
I knew that, I truly did, but it didn’t keep me from being afraid. There were so few things in my life that were important to me. My parents, Kip’s parents, his siblings, and Kip, who topped that list. If something happened, if my neediness pissed Kip off and he walked away, I would lose more than a friend.
I would be out a part of my family.
The door opened and Kip entered the room. He stoodthere, his gaze raking over my naked form. I didn’t want to gross him out, so I blurted to Mom that I had to go, disconnected, then grabbed the towel and wrapped it around my waist.
“I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I’ll dress right away.”
“I don’t think so.” He smiled. “I rather like you as you are.”
What the…
“You do?”
“I do,” he confirmed. He narrowed his gaze. “Did you play with yourself while I was gone?”
“No, Kip.” I lowered my voice. “I did as you asked.”
He moved closer and threaded his fingers in my hair. “Good boy.”
My skin pebbled at those words.
“What are you doing?” My voice cracked.
“What would you do if I told you to get on your knees?”
Instead of answering, I dropped down, kneeling in front of him.
“You really are submissive, aren’t you?”
“I said I was. Did you think I was lying?” I snapped.
Kip smirked. “Excuse me? When you give me that attitude, are you really being submissive?”
A comeback was on the tip of my tongue, but he was right. I wasn’t being submissive at all. “No. I’m sorry, Kip.”
He chuckled. “I don’t want a submissive.”
My heart broke.
“You don’t?” I squeezed my hands into fists.
Is this where he walks away?
Then his thumb was on my chin, stroking over my heated skin. “No, I don’t. I’ll be honest. I don’t know what’s happening between us, but if I know you—and I do—you’re worrying that I’m going to walk away. Right?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Well, you don’t need to worry about that. I’m not surewhat’s happening, but regardless, I willneverwalk away from you. If you need me as your Dominant, then that’s what I’ll do.”
His words rattled me. “Really?”
“Really,” he replied. “You might not realize this, but you’re one of the most important people in my life.”
