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wants to use me for his own pleasure. Tied up, maybe. Fucked within an inch of my life.” Her pussy tingled at the thought.
    “Damn, I never realized you had such a wild side. Kidnapped, huh? I think we might be able to arrange that.”
    “Are you serious?”
    “Sure. Why not? If it turns you on, I’m all for it. Add a little spice to our lives, right?”
    Spice. Right. What on earth was he talking about? He couldn’t be thinking about getting someone to kidnap her. They’d never talked about bringing other people into their sex life, but it was tacitly understood they'd remain monogamous. “I don’t know if I’d like that.”
    “Even if I was the sexy kidnapper?”
    “Ah.” She relaxed. “But I’d recognize you, wouldn’t I? That would defeat the purpose.”
    “Not at all. That’s why they call it role-playing, honey. I play the part of the nasty, mean old kidnapper, and you play the part of the poor, defenseless woman who’s scared and turned on at the same time. It’s a game. Are you up for it?”
    Was she? Trying something new could be fun. The idea sounded a little weird, but she knew other people did it, and she was definitely curious about whether mild, mellow Joseph would be able to act like a “nasty, mean old kidnapper.““Yeah, I’m up for it. When and where?”
    He stood. “Not telling. I’ll make plans, but I won’t let you in on them. You won’t have any idea when your ‘kidnapper’ will strike. So be warned and be ready. Oh, and one more thing.”
    “What?”
    “When we do this, you have to promise that no matter what I do or say in the game, you’ll remember that I love you and I’m doing it because I want you to have your fantasy. Kidnappers have to be mean, right? I might say or do things I wouldn’t usually say or do, but it’s all part of the game and doesn’t mean anything at all. Promise?”
    “I promise. What if you go too far?”
    “I won’t. But if you feel uncomfortable after you’ve given it a chance, just tell me enough’s enough and we’ll end the game. Say it just like that, though, okay?”
    “Enough’s enough. Got it.”
    “Good.” He came around the table and gave her a kiss, pouring more passion into the act than he had in weeks. “I’m off to work. See you this afternoon. And remember, be ready.” He walked away.
    How could she be ready when she didn’t know what she was supposed to be ready for? But that was the point, wasn’t it? Something unexpected, something exciting. Nolie made up her mind to be patient. As difficult as that would be.

    * * * * *

    A week later, she was still waiting. Joseph hadn’t mentioned their conversation at all. And they hadn’t made love since the morning he’d brought the subject up. Two ships in the night, as the cliché went. They’d barely even been in the house at the same time. Parent-teacher conferences were in full swing at the school where Nolie worked, and she’d had to stay well past suppertime the past few nights to accommodate the schedules of working parents. Joseph had been working overtime again, and a couple of nights he hadn’t even gotten home until after Nolie was in bed. So much for spicing up the marriage.
    Friday afternoon, for the first time that week, Nolie got home before dark. Inside, she kicked off her shoes and sat at the computer to check her email. Glass broke at the back of the house.
    It sounded like a window. One in the dining room by the deck, maybe. What the hell? A storm raged outside. Maybe a tree branch had bashed against the side of the house. Nolie got up and went into the dining room to investigate. A man wearing a ski mask and mirrored sunglasses stood beside the broken glass of the sliding door that led to the deck. Before Nolie could run, he grabbed her. “You’re coming with me, bitch.”
    His voice was little more than a low growl in her ear, but she recognized it. So this was Joseph’s plan. He’d better be planning to replace the glass in the door,