“Maybe.”
“But you don’t know.”
“I’m not the one in charge here, you are.” I wait and he says nothing, so I interject another thought. “I’m not going to ask you to punish me, if that’s what you think. I can’t make that kind of decision.”
“But it’s what you want.”
I can’t answer. My lips won’t work. My mouth feels cottony. I have to pee, and I’m starting to blush. The energy from the man I love turns my insides hot and crazy. I’m begging from my gut for some resolution and I hope he can see the plea inside my eyes. Just some simple restitution. I need to pay for what Scofield did to me. Twisted logic, I’m sure. But I have to get this guilt out of my system.
Bailey stands. We’re face to face. “Turn out the light and come to me.”
I hesitate, seeing that he’s removing the belt from arou
