When she knew Ellerby was awake, she spoke directly, having concluded her brooding, “If you think I’m going to be your slave wench, my dear man, you are completely mad.” The statement made, she pulled out of the warm bed to dress.
As he watched her move about in the rising light of day, Ellerby couldn’t remembering seeing a more beautiful, or more obstinate creature than this one with whom he spent his night. He smiled. “Well, there you go,” he sighed, so she could hear the mock resignation in his tone. “I was wondering when you’d turn back into my tormenting b***h again.”
“I shall not torment you, if you keep your place.”
“Seems you made many vows to me last night. Is there nothing to your word?”
“My word in the middle of s*x or a strapping? No.”
“I see.” He had come to some conclusi
