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lap, emotionally and physically exhausted from the day’s events.
    “Yes, Gabrielle.” He pinches my chin between his strong fingers and shifts my face to look him in the eyes. “I wouldn’t ask a question to which I don’t want to know the answer. Why would you kiss him back?”
    “I was confused,” I confess. “I missed you. I missed my dad. I was angry and depressed. I couldn’t help myself. Besides, we weren’t together so, technically, I didn’t cheat on you.”
    “You’re right. I’m not mad. I understand. So long as you understand, it’s not to happen again. Really, Elle, you need to stop kissing everyone,” he teases.
    “Ha! More like everyone needs to stop kissing me.” Suddenly, an awful, vomit-inducing thought pops into my head, and I have to ask, “Did you…hook up with anyone?”
    “Hook up?” he asks, feigning ignorance.
    “Did you screw anyone else?” I ask, annoyed he doesn’t give me an answer he knows I desperately need to hear.
    “I know what you meant, but I would never call it hooking up.” I shoot him a peering look of mock irritation then smirk. “No, I didn’t hook up with anyone.”
    I feel relief rush over me, and I ease into my nook, tossing my legs over his thighs.
    “Good,” I reply with a satisfied grin.
    “I’m glad you’re pleased,” He throws me a narrowed side-glance and a cocked brow. “And, a little offended you would need to ask.”
    “Honestly, I don’t know why I did.”
    “You asked because you were making sure I wasn’t naughty like you.” He sweeps his finger down my nose.
    “Are you going to punish me?” I ask, unable to hide the anxious excitement in my voice.
    “Possibly,” he answers with a nod.
    “Great. So you’re going to taunt me with possible punishment.”
    “You know me too well.” He smirks devilishly. “Besides, it isn’t fitting to call it punishment when you receive such pleasure out of it. I may have to find new ways to discipline you.”
    “What might they be?” I inquire, a little too overly eager.
    “What would be the fun in telling you?” he replies with a cocky smirk.
    “This is a part of the punishment, isn’t it?”
    “Perhaps,” he retorts nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders and going in for another sip of wine.
    I decide to drop it and change the subject. I’m curious about what info Chase may have divulged, so I go with that. “What did Chase tell you exactly?”
    “He told me about the kiss, Dante’s threat, and hinted toward other issues.” He gets this look of sudden recollection. “Ah, yes. He also mentioned my ex-sub.”
    “Brooke?” I squeak.
    “Yes. He called her looking for you…Did you tell him about me? Be honest.”
    “Why would you think I did?”
    “Answer me, Gabrielle, now,” he warns.
    “Yes, I did. I told him I was your sub.”
    “What else did you tell him?”
    Oh, here we go. The dreaded interrogation. Why did I bring this up? Dummy.
    “Not much. Only that I was your submissive, though I use that loosely, and how I felt about it.”
    “Why would Chase call Brooke?” he inquires in that calm yet intimidating manner.
    I squirm.
    “We’ve been spending a lot of time together,” I respond truthfully, knowing he won’t like my answer. “He probably thought I ran to her place to hide out.”
    “Have you?” He sounds displeased.
    “Yes, she’s been amazing. She’s really helped me through our breakup.”
    “Did you two talk about me?” he asks, and I can almost hear the fear in his tone.
    “Yes.”
    “What about me?” he asks impassively, but I know he’s dying to know.
    Really? We have to do this now?
    “About lots of things,” I answer, slightly annoyed.
    He replies in a gentle reprimanding manner, “Gabrielle, please stop being vague.”
    “We talked about our lifestyle, your relationship with her, etc.”
    “Would you like to elucidate?” He turns toward me slightly.
    “She taught me about being a sub.”
    “Really?” He perks up, eyebrows