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Perhaps, some day.”
    “Perhaps. For now, though, would you like to take a shower before you get dressed again?”
    Eugenie glanced up at him. He gestured toward the small door discreetly situated in a corner of the room—the en-suite facilities.
    “Yes, thank you. I would appreciate that.”
    Aaron thought she seemed reluctant to leave his arms, but made no comment on that. Neither did he hurry her as she uncoiled herself and got to her feet. He was gratified to note the unsteadiness in her gait when she made her way across the room—he liked to make an impression. He was even more impressed by the glowing stripes now adorning her soft, round little ass, precisely positioned about an inch apart, testimony to his skill but also to her fortitude. She’d remained still, even when he knew she must have been hurting like hell.
    Oh yes, she was one sweet little subbie, his lovely Eugenie.
    She disappeared into the en suite and Aaron got to his feet. He righted his clothing, fastening his jeans, then collected Eugenie’s discarded items of apparel from the floor. He folded those and placed them on the chair then picked up the condom and followed Eugenie into the en suite. It was actually a wet room, so she was showering with no curtain or screen. He offered her a polite nod as he skirted the room to reach the toilet, careful to avoid the water splashing about. The last thing he needed was to parade through the club dripping wet, though it did occur to him that it might be fun to strip off and join her.
    He decided against it. She was sure to be sore, both outside and in, and he didn’t feel their relationship had yet progressed to the cuddling and touching without necessarily fucking stage. He could work on that, though. He smiled at her and left her to enjoy her shower alone.
    Minutes later, she emerged, draped in a towel, her damp hair tied on top of her head in a messy knot. She started as she saw him still there, leaning against the far wall in what he supposed had become his customary position. These sparsely furnished rooms were very effective for the sort of scene he liked to start a relationship with—no frills, just testing and exploring boundaries. But they offered no creature comforts at all.
    “I… You waited.”
    “Of course.”
    “I did not expect you to still be here. I thought, when you did not come in the shower with me, that perhaps you did not want…”
    He loved the way her face flushed, such a pretty pink. Aaron walked over to her and looped an arm across her shoulders, pulling her to him. He dropped a quick kiss on her lips.
    “I did want, but you’ve had enough for tonight. You must be feeling the effects.”
    Her face colored even more, but he noted she didn’t deny it. Instead, she smiled, and glanced around the room for her things.
    “Oh, you picked up my clothes. Thank you, Sir.”
    “You’re welcome. And when you’re dressed, what are your plans for the rest of the night?”
    “I do not have plans, Sir.”
    “Not in a hurry to be away, then?”
    “No, Sir. I am not at work tomorrow.”
    “Good. In that case, will you join me for a drink?”
    Her brow wrinkled in puzzlement, though, rather than annoyance. Then her face brightened and she smiled at him, the first proper, brilliant smile he had seen since he’d first laid eyes on her downstairs. It lit up her entire face.
    “Yes, Sir, I would love that.”
     

Chapter Three
     
     
     
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    “That’ll be four pounds thirty-five, miss.”
    “What?”
    “Four pounds thirty-five.” The taxi driver twisted in his seat to peer at her over his shoulder. Eugenie glanced out of the window, astonished to realize they were back, parked outside the county council headquarters in Morpeth—and the driver wanted to be paid. She scrabbled in her bag for her purse and handed him a five-pound note. He fumbled about, pretending to look for change, obviously hoping she’d tell him to keep it. No such luck. She intended to claim the fare