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arguments into
clean, precise phrases. Able to fight when someone tried to dispute me. Not that
I wanted to fight Jules, but I wanted to understand, and I wanted to be able to
voice my…my…fears.
    “I watched you in class. You soak up everything, but you don’t
respond. And then I realized, it’s all in there. You keep you emotions within,
sublime and tight. You don’t know how to let things out.”
    “So you’re going to tie me down to teach me how to let go?”
There. That was a little voice, right? Jules smiled again. God, he had a nice
smile.
    “She’s learning. Quick, too. That’s not all I’m going to do,
Kate.”
    Had he said my name before? Like that? Outside of my fantasies?
I didn’t think so. He’d always called me Red. I wanted to hear him say it again. Please, say Kate again , I silently willed.
    “What else are you going to do?” And how had I gotten myself
backed into a corner like this? Somehow, I had managed to wedge myself
completely into one corner of Jules’s bedroom. My arms were crossed over my
chest, and my hands rested on my shoulders as if I were trying to mimic a mummy
in a sarcophagus.
    “What do you want me to do, Kate?”
    Oh, like that. The way he said my name struck a chord within
me. I wanted him to press his lips to my ear and whisper my name over and over.
Instead of telling him this, I shrugged, feeling the walls on both sides. He was
waiting. Clearly waiting. Finally I whispered, “I want you to do what you
said.”
    “What I said to who?”
    I sucked in my breath. “I read Sonia’s diary,” I confessed. “I
want you to do to me what you said you’d do to her.”
    I didn’t have to ask him twice.
    * * *
    He had cuffs like the second pair I’d purchased:
regulation, steel handcuffs with a silver gleam. I knew what they were going to
feel like. I’d held them. Cradled them. Caressed them. None of that prepared me
for the sensation of having Jules strip me of my clothes and position me in the
center of his bed. I thought I’d been so smart doing the research, buying the
toys. Turned out, I hadn’t learned a fucking thing.
    “Arms over your head.” I was naked on his mattress, and I felt
his warm hands on my wrists before the cold steel closed tight.
    I took a breath. I could come from this alone, I thought. Why
had I needed to cheat every other night? Simple. Because Jules hadn’t been in
the room.
    He stared down and me, and his face looked different than all
of my sketches. “You bought the cuffs when I told you to do research, didn’t
you, Kate?”
    “Yes.”
    What had been missing from my drawings? The warmth in his eyes
that I saw now. He was handsome, yes, but he was more than that. He looked
pleased with me, as if I’d risen to some challenge.
    “And you tried them out?”
    I thought of the fiasco with Sonia walking in, and I turned my
head away from his. He gripped my chin and forced me to meet his gaze. “When I
want you to look away from me, I’ll tell you,” he said. There was a beat of
menace to his voice. But that made me wetter still.
    “Yeah, I tried them,” I admitted.
    “That’s what she told me.”
    “She?” The words weren’t making sense.
    “I was helping her prepare for her debate. She told me that
she’d found you.”
    “I thought she was never going to talk to you again.”
    He shrugged. “There’s never and
then there’s never . After she got together with
Eleanor, she called and wanted to talk.”
    “So she told you…” He’d known the answer before he’d asked the
question.
    He grinned. “I would have liked to have found you like that.
Walked in. Discovered you bound to your bed all by yourself. The games I could
have played with you.”
    I would have turned my head away, but he’d told me not to. I
would have shut my eyes, tried to hide by embarrassment, but he’d already warned
me. Instead I simply stared back at him, forced to face my fears. My stomach
tightened. This was much more difficult than I’d