Page 113 of Reign

I point at him. “You.”

He finally looks up. “Me.”

“A private consultation with you?” I let out a disbelieving laugh.

“Trained by me.”

“That’s not happening.”

One dark eyebrow rises. “Why not?”

“Because it’s weird.”

“We’ve already gotten through the difficult part.”

I blink. “The difficult part?”

“Yes.”

“Are you talking about my fucking virginity?”

His gaze drops briefly to my mouth. “You swear more when you’re embarrassed.”

“I swear more when men annoy me.”

His smile appears. “Then I must be doing exceptionally well.”

“I am not being trained by you,” I say. “It makes everything awkward for no reason.”

Luciano sets his glass down. “It doesn’t.”

I throw my hands into the air. “Isn’t there some sort of person at Elite who does that?”

“Some sort of person?”

“You know what I mean.”

“No. Explain it to me.”

I groan.

“You know someone to train the…students.”

“You mean submissives.”

“Whatever. I filled out the questionnaire for fun, okay? It wasn’t a big deal.”

“Wasn’t it?”

“No.”

“Or are you lying to yourself?”

“I’m not lying to myself.”

A corner of his mouth twitches. “You’re selective with the truth.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”