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night at work,” I said, hugging her as she left.
    “Thanks. You too,” she ruffled my hair, messing up the careful styling. I pulled away and went back to the mirror to fix it.
    I still had an hour before Cain was picking me up, so I sat down and watched TV while I waited. I hadn’t eaten since lunch, and I was getting pretty hungry. I was alone in the house since Levi was out with Aiden. He had moaned and acted horrified that Cain was ditching boys night to go out with his little brother.
    A little before seven the doorbell rang and I rushed to answer it. My stomach was prickling with excitement and I checked myself over in the mirror quickly before opening the door.
    Cain, tall and smiling, stood on my front step. He looked amazing . He had a light five o'clock shadow, hair short and styled neatly. He was wearing tight dark jeans, shiny dress boots, and a leather jacket over a button down shirt.
    “Hey, Ethan,” he said, leaning down and kissing me quickly. It was over too soon and I wanted to lean up and pull him down for more. The feel of his stubble against my cheek was something I needed to feel again.
    “Hey, Cain,” I said, feeling a little awkward. “You look good.”
    “Thanks, you too,” he said, stepping back for me to exit. “You ready to go?”
    I walked onto the step, closing the door behind me and locking up.
    ***
    Cain drove us to a restaurant downtown, getting us a table by back where we could have some privacy. I watched hungrily as the sexy hunk pulled off his leather jacket, revealing his tight button down shirt. The contours of his biceps and pecs were clearly visible, and when he noticed me staring he flexed, stretching the fabric even further.
    I blushed at having been caught ogling, but Cain seemed to like the attention, so I didn’t feel too bad.
    “So what is it about my uniform that you like so much?” Cain asked, after we were done talking about my brother and how furious he was with Cain for breaking the bro-code.
    I blushed, ducking my head. If he’d asked me this before indulging my kink I would have been much more nervous, but now I didn’t feel like he was judging me or thinking that I was weird.
    “I don’t know, really. It like how it’s a symbol of your authority, I guess,” I said, feeling weird having to articulate my kinks. “And I like leather, so the boots and the gloves are really sexy on their own.”
    Cain grinned. “So it doesn't have to be a police uniform? If I dressed up in an outfit entirely of leather, that would do it for you?”
    I nodded, picturing Cain’s muscular body enveloped in a full leather uniform. The thought had me hard.
    “I’ve actually got something like that at home,” Cain said, smiling wolfishly and staring at me like he wanted to eat me up. “You want to go back to my place and have some fun? Play a little?”
    I did. I stared down at my plate, feeling his gaze burning into me. The dude was intense. I was practically done eating, and I was more than ready to go home with the hunky cop.
    “Yes,” I said, smiling up at him through my lashes. “Do you have a thing for leather, too?” I asked, wondering what something like that meant.
    “I have a thing for bondage and domination. Wearing leather gets me in the head space and makes me feel it. It’s like wearing the uniform, just more intense,” Cain said. I could tell that he was waiting for my reaction to the bondage and domination comment.
    “Bondage and domination?” I asked, nervous and incredibly turned on. Being cuffed by him had been an intense and glorious experience, and I wouldn’t mind more of the same.
    “Yes. You into that?”
    “Yes,” I said, but my voice came out cracked and low. “Yes,” I repeated, louder.
    Cain leaned back in his chair, looking at me with a pleased self satisfied smile.
    “I knew you would be,” he said, catching the waiter's attention and asking for the check.
    He paid for the meal, stood up and pulled his jacket back on. As we