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I stated it
wasn't. For the most part, this is true, except, as you should be
well aware, I can be mean and I can be abusive. I don't intend to
be, but it happens. I never want it to, but I can't say it won't
ever. Does that make sense?"
    "You're scared of hurting me?" I
asked.
    "Yes," he said with a nod.
"Exactly."
    "It hurt when you left, though. It
hurt to listen to your messages. It hurt when you wouldn't
interview me, Lucent. All of those things hurt more than anything
else you did."
    "For now," he said. "Yes. What happens
if it continues, though? What happens when I become more upset, or
scared, or frightened and I severely injure you as opposed to
minor, fleeting pain? Do you expect me to accept that you'll accept
that? I can't. It's better for us to consider our time together for
what it was and part ways."
    "Did you really stalk me?" I
asked.
    "Yes," he said.
    "For how long?"
    "I've watched you for close to six
months now, Miss Tanner. Perhaps a little longer, but for about
that long."
    "Stop lying to me," I said, frowning
at him. "Tell me."
    "Do you really want to know?" he
asked. "I wish you'd be more worried and concerned. Do you realize
how upsetting it is to know that you don't treat this seriously?
That you think it's not frightening?"
    I stared hard at him and scooted
closer to him and tucked my chin on his shoulder.
    He let out a groan of a sigh. "Six
months, three weeks, and three days. Unfortunately I didn't keep
track of the exact hours, but I first saw you exiting the library
at nine-twenty-four in the evening. You dropped your purse on the
sidewalk and a man walked by and turned to look at you. I worried
he might attempt to mug you and steal your belongings, but he may
have simply found you attractive. You entered your car
approximately three minutes later, having bumbled around on the
sidewak to pick up a couple of items that fell from your
purse."
    "Thanks," I said, grinning. "Was that
so hard?"
    "You're supposed to find this
unsettling, not amusing, Miss Tanner."
    "Do you know what, Lucent? Usually
when someone finds someone else interesting, they strike up a
conversation far earlier than almost seven months after seeing
them. You could have just come into the library regularly and
talked to me."
    It seemed like such a bold and brazen
thing to say, and I doubted I would've usually said it, but it
seemed right. Lucent was odd and strange in his own way, and
perhaps a little shy. Not a usual shy, but a different sort.
Important-person shy. And dominating, controlling, obsessive and
possessive, needy and passionate, strong, stubborn, beautifully
handsome and erotically arousing. He was a lot of things, and he
thought some of them were bad things, but I thought most of them
weren't.
    He rolled his eyes at me. "Regardless,
we can't do this, Miss Tanner."
    "We can't do what?" I
asked.
    "You should know what I mean by now,"
he said.
    "I'd like if you clarified exactly
what we can't do."
    "I can't accept you as my slave or
submissive or anything of the sort. I do not have relationships
outside of those things. It is a part of me that I accept and
embrace, and it's impossible for me to be anything to the contrary.
Along with that, I refuse to draw you into this lifestyle because
you don't know about it. What we did in the library was pleasant,
if I'm being brutally honest, and I did enjoy it, but it wasn't
everything."
    "I understand," I said. I sort of
understood. Or, at least I understood why he felt this
way.
    "Since you already know I've stalked
you extensively, you'll realize I completely understand you aren't
the type of person I require. I would be an abhorrent man if I
attempted to mold you into what I desired and disregarded what you
were, and so I must ask you to accept this. There can be nothing
between us, Miss Tanner."
    "You should come to the library
sometimes," I said. "Rob tries to do events every week. We can
talk. I like talking to you, too, Lucent. It's not all about sex
and your BDSM things,