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Chapter Fourteen After months of steady dates, and strange rendezvous, and difficult conversations about her missing friend, submission, and her own desires, Jon and Maureen seemed headed toward some permanent relationship—though it was far from any traditional relationship she’d ever had. “I m*********d at the end of Sophie’s last letter to me,” she said when they met. “You think of Sophie’s messages as letters to you?” “I know they are. You almost implied that yourself. Please don’t argue the point, this is important to me.” “Of course it is,” he smiled with no mockery. “So maybe you can be honest now.” “I don’t want her life…” she stopped not really certain of herself. “No, I don’t think you do.” “But hers excites me and I’m still scared for her.” “Are you sure?” She shook