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job meant to her. She loved it, and she'd blossomed in it. Writing had always been a creative outlet for her, and now it seemed she'd found the perfect place to stretch her wings that way.
    He hadn't meant to accuse her of doing anything she shouldn't have, just of putting up with things she probably shouldn't have in order to keep the job, and that's exactly what he'd told her.
    It hadn't helped his cause one bit.
    "So you think that I'd let him take liberties that he oughtn't so that I could keep my job at the paper." Nina had rolled over and was looking him straight in the eye, her heart aching in her chest for him to say an emphatic "no."
    Instead, he proved that he knew her better than she wanted him to. "I don't think you did that at all, but I do think that you probably didn't even see that he was looking at you that way until it was too late."
    Damn. Sometimes she hated him. Just plain out and out hated him. Granted, it was usually when he was applying the paddle or some other heinous implement to her bare butt, but not always. He was just adding to her guilt. She really should have seen Dunn coming, but he was right. She was doubly handicapped - being completely and utterly happy with her husband, with absolutely no interest or reason to be looking around at anyone else, and also by her ego. She liked writing, in general, and, with Dunn's help, she'd come along nicely as a writer. She had begun to have a small following, and even get a trickle of fan mail.
    Now she'd lost that job - there was certainly no way she was ever even going back to the newsroom. She never wanted to see Dunn again, and she knew that one of Gain's newest rules was going to be something along those lines, most definitely. She'd be lucky if he didn't want to follow her around for the next year or so, just to make sure Dunn didn't show up unexpectedly.
    Gain had taken up a position next to her on the bed, stretching out his long length across from her on his side, but not touching her. He seemed to be considering her carefully, as if he expected her to explode on him or burst into tears or something.
    He didn't want to crowd her. Gain knew that she was trying to process what happened, and although every instinct he owned wanted him to grab her and slip himself inside her, just so that she had absolutely no doubt about whose she was, he knew that a move like that at a time like this wouldn't be very welcome, although the Neanderthal in him was whispering into his brain that he didn't really need to worry about that.
    When he was younger, he might have given in to that advice, at least to a certain extent, and tried to coerce her into making love, but right now he was too worried about the look on her face. It was too blank. Too emotionless. Nina was one of the most emotional people he'd ever met, and this stoic face she was wearing put him on high alert. She'd had too bad shocks in the past half hour - a sleazebag coming onto her in her own house, and losing her job, all in one fell swoop.
    He was just about to reach out to her, to pull him against her and rub her back the way he knew she liked, but when he did his hand closed around air.
    She was already up and out the door without so much as a backward glance.
    "Where are you going?" he bellowed, springing off the bed to the balcony where he watched her descend the stairs.
    "I have to go out for a while."
    Gain swallowed hard, ruthlessly squelching the impulse to ask her where exactly it was that she was going. "Drive carefully, and make sure you have your cell on."
    Nina nodded absently as she shouldered her bag, not looking back at him.
    "I want you home no later than ten," he ordered, and she stopped in the act of opening the door, so he knew she'd heard him.
    "I - I'll try."
    Gain desperately wanted to go get her and bring her back to their bedroom, whether she wanted to or not, but he throttled the balcony railing and managed to stay where he was. But he couldn't let it go at that. When he