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stilts." She lifted a foot for
emphasis. "Come on. My feet hurt."
    For the first time, he detected
vulnerability in her. Pain added a hard edge to her lips, yet
loneliness shone from her eyes like a beacon. She didn't like this
any more than he, and he believed she did this to save his life.
The problem was she intended to see their roles fulfilled. He'd
have to convince her otherwise. He hooked a finger over the edge of
the collar. "Take this off."
    "No."
    "I'm not taking the chance of having
people see me like this."
    "I don't think you understand your
place. You don't decide anything. I tell you what to think, do, and
say." She gave the leader another tug.
    His ire rose another notch, and he
tapped into his court training to get his emotion under control.
Pretending a judge looked down at him, gavel in hand, Chip entered
into calm negotiations. "How about I promise to accompany you
inside? In fact, because your feet hurt, if you take off this
restraint, I'll carry you to your apartment."
    Her eyes widened a bit and she
loosened her grip on the leash. "I like the idea of you carrying
me, slave. I propose I leave the collar on but drape my arm around
your neck and hide the leash with my sleeve."
    She was good, but he really wanted it
off. "I'm stronger than you. I could simply resist you. How
about—"
    "Don't ever threaten to use
your strength against me!" Her face turned pink. She trembled and
the leader buckled in her fist. "I swear, I'll beat you until you
wish you'd never been born."
    He could only stare. Damn, she was
sexy when she got enraged. In the five hours he had known her, she
had seemed so poised, so strong. Her wild eyes told him she had
come unhinged. Yet, not for a second did he believe she would
follow through on such a threat. She intrigued him. All of a
sudden, he wanted to get her inside so he could find out what lay
behind her outburst. He wanted to find out what made this beauty
tick.
    She lowered a veil over her features
and inhaled a shaky breath. "Sorry."
    He smirked. "Apologizing to a slave?
Is that allowed?" Maybe he could get into this game. For the
weekend. He didn't have anything else planned. Now that she showed
she wasn't hard as stone, this could prove an interesting
diversion.
    * * * *
    Melony couldn't believe her ears. Chip
had called himself a slave. Even George hadn't given in so quickly.
When he scooped up his jacket and came across the driver seat to
join her on the asphalt, she almost smiled. Almost. Did he just
become more attractive? She rubbed her eyes and looked at him
again.
    "Tired?" he asked.
    "I have no weaknesses," she said,
stating her dominatrix mantra. Kathy had taught her that her slave
had to believe she was invincible so she could maintain the upper
hand.
    He nodded solemnly. "Except your
hurting feet."
    Oh, yeah. She had admitted that. And
they were on fire. "Be careful," she warned. "Your attitude's going
to get you in trouble."
    "Let me help you," he said like a
patient father talking to an exasperated child.
    His tone should have insulted her, but
she liked it for some reason. She swung the car door shut right
before he swept her up in his arms. It took her by surprise because
she had expected him to wait for her command, and coming off her
feet that way made her stomach do a roller coaster flip. The thrill
made her smile, which she buried in her shoulder.
    "Drop something?" He took a step back
and glanced at the ground.
    "No. Go ahead." She pressed the lock
button, and the car issued a confirming brrrreep.
    He headed for the building entrance,
his gait smooth. "You don't weigh much. Probably less without all
your leather."
    "Don't talk. You're ruining the moment
for me." With every step closer to the apartment, her apprehension
mounted. He seemed docile, but she knew attorneys. He only acted
this way because he wanted something. She didn't buy his abrupt
change in attitude, and she had to come up with a plan.
    The society rules clearly stated that
he had to stay at