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he tossed it to her. “You’re going to need this. It will come in handy this afternoon, and if you decide not to come to my place I’m sure it will be a godsend over the two weeks you’re in the Dominican.”
    He almost smiled watching her flip through the pages. She went from stunned to shocked and finally settled on an expression that highlighted her incredulous fear. “Instructions? They have instructions for this…this… this Victorian vag vice?”
    “Of course.” He stepped around the saw and went to her. Leaning down he tapped on one of the pages. “There’s even a money back guarantee. It states if you’re not completely delighted you can return it for a full refund.”
    All she did was shake her head. Clearly she was speechless.
    That thought made him grin. “Oh yes, but personally I think they wasted the paper printing that promise because who wouldn’t be completely delighted?”
    He expected her to throw a fit. Yell at him or be sarcastic or something, so when her eyes clouded over he was stumped. Straightening he stepped back and waited for her to say what was on her mind.
    “I have reasons why I go away this time every year. One reason actually, so I can’t stay home. I can’t.”
    Interesting and something they’d get to the bottom of eventually. Right now however she needed a little push. “You won’t be staying home. You’ll be staying at my place.”
    “Your place?” She gasped as if he’d slapped her. “But Colin and Jo said women never get to go to your place. Never.”
    “Did they tell you why?”
    “No.”
    She looked so beside herself he didn’t fight the need he had to touch her. Reassure her as he tucked a curl behind her ear and softly asked, “Would you like me to tell you why?”
    “Yes.”
    “I’ve never had a special girl before. Are you ready to be my special girl?”
    She didn’t answer. Only closed her eyes and pressed her cheek into his palm which was good enough for him.
    “7pm. Be ready and remember to pack cocktail attire in your bag.”
    As he left the house his adrenaline was high at the prospect of having her all to himself for the next two weeks. He’d always told the Doms he trained that where there’s good, there’s bad, but in this instance where there was bad—the Joe thing—there was good. Because now he knew exactly what Lacy needed and he was set on giving it to her.

Chapter Four
    Lacy sat in the dimly lit vestibule and waited. It had been over an hour since David’s driver had left her there, but she was determined to stay calm. It was becoming more than apparent, as the minutes ticked by, that this ‘making her wait’ was a tactic the slighted Dom was using to intimidate her.
    She looked around at the sumptuous furnishings, the highly polished marble floors and up at the cut-crystal chandelier that was bigger than the fake Christmas tree she put up every year, and sighed. This place was intimidating. No wonder David never brought women here. Between his looks and this palace he’d never get rid of them if he did.
    Eyeing the glossy mahogany wainscoting, she tried to imagine him in a place like this. It was easily double the size of Ethan and Colin’s winery and it tripled Ted’s impressive brownstone. She didn’t know why, but she’d always assumed David was the more modest one out of the three of them. Maybe because he was quiet. Hm. Studying the humungous chandelier, she tapped her foot against the marble. There wasn’t one lick of modest furniture in here. Recalling the ride through the gates that lead up to this modern day castle, she realized she may have underestimated her guy.
    That depressing thought caused her to stop tapping as she whispered, “It’s okay. He doesn’t hate you. At least he’s giving you a chance.” Another ten minutes crawled by and she was ready to knock on the huge double doors that led into the main part of the house when the butler entered through a side paneled door.
    “Ms.