he’s not a very good master.”
Maybe Torrance was right. She hadn’t admitted to him
how much Christopher was pushing the issue. It was the only thing really
turning her off to the guy. “How angry would Dr. Henry be if I told him I
didn’t think things were working out between his friend and me? I’d hate to get
anyone upset.”
Torrance hugged her tighter. “The last thing you
need to worry about is how upset anyone would be. You are in control of your
life. They’re not the ones having to live it. Don’t worry about them. I can
take care of it, if you want out.”
“I’m not saying I do, yet, I’m just wondering in
case the time comes.”
“Let’s go sit down.” Torrance led her into the
living room. They sat on the sofa and he grabbed her hands. “The moment you
decide, come to me. You can say the words and never look back.”
Cate nodded. Now that she knew there was a way out,
she didn’t feel as trapped. She’d see where this thing with her master played
out and if it was good, then great. If not, at least Torrance was here to help
her through it. “Thanks, Tor.” She picked up his hand and kissed his knuckle.
“I’d be lost without you.”
The grin that came to his face was so different than
the one she’d seen weeks ago. At the beginning, he was so happy. Now, she
wasn’t sure what was bothering him.
“You ready to head out? If not, we could always stay
here and, I don’t know, get drunk and watch a movie or something.” He shrugged.
Cate kicked off her shoes. “Thank god! I was
dreading wearing these heels out, again.” She plopped down on the couch and
noticed he was smiling.
“I’ll get us some wine.”
Her mouth twisted. She really wasn’t in a wine kind
of mood. “Do you have anything different?”
Torrance paused. “You want liquor? I have a bar
full. Just go through and take your pick.” He put up his hand. “You sure you
want to do that, though? If you get drunk and start coming on to me, I’m
warning you now you’ll be bent over that couch faster than you can blink.
Choose wisely, because I’m not apologizing tomorrow.”
Shivers raced down her body. His words, alone, made
her wet. “I’m a big girl, drunk or not. If I come on to you, then I’m doing it
because I want to. Not because the alcohol is making me.”
“Okay, I’m just warning you.” He walked over to the
bar and she joined him. The multiple bottles were things as simple as cheap vodka
to expensive bottles of Scotch. He grabbed one and poured the dark liquid in a
small glass. “Try this. See what you think.”
Tears came to her eyes. Although it was smooth, she
couldn’t remember the last time she’d had liquor. “It’s strong.”
“That means it’s good. You want this or something else?”
“This.” Torrance poured more in her glass and
carried the scotch back to the couch. Cate picked up the remote and turned on
the TV. “So what kind of movie do you want to watch?”
He took a drink and placed the bottle on the coffee
table. “We can order something.” Torrance took the remote and clicked through
the preview channels. “Hmmm. Love story. Drama. Thriller. What sounds good
to you?” He paused. “Wait, you’re a love story kind of girl. How could I
forget? You know, we could turn the TV off and you could read more of our book.
It was getting pretty good.”
“It was,” Cate smiled. “Let’s do that. I’m curious
to see what’s going to happen.”
Torrance stood up and jogged into the room. When he
came out, he was wearing nothing but a pair of black pajama pants. Cate
couldn’t take her eyes off the muscles flexing in his stomach. She cleared her
throat and stood. “I’ll just grab my glasses.”
The moment she walked in her door, she came face to
face with all Tor’s toys. She moaned. How many times had she used the vibrator
Christopher had given her to get herself off as she fantasized about him
strapping her into the stalks, or the cross? Almost every
damn
Maybe Torrance was right. She hadn’t admitted to him
how much Christopher was pushing the issue. It was the only thing really
turning her off to the guy. “How angry would Dr. Henry be if I told him I
didn’t think things were working out between his friend and me? I’d hate to get
anyone upset.”
Torrance hugged her tighter. “The last thing you
need to worry about is how upset anyone would be. You are in control of your
life. They’re not the ones having to live it. Don’t worry about them. I can
take care of it, if you want out.”
“I’m not saying I do, yet, I’m just wondering in
case the time comes.”
“Let’s go sit down.” Torrance led her into the
living room. They sat on the sofa and he grabbed her hands. “The moment you
decide, come to me. You can say the words and never look back.”
Cate nodded. Now that she knew there was a way out,
she didn’t feel as trapped. She’d see where this thing with her master played
out and if it was good, then great. If not, at least Torrance was here to help
her through it. “Thanks, Tor.” She picked up his hand and kissed his knuckle.
“I’d be lost without you.”
The grin that came to his face was so different than
the one she’d seen weeks ago. At the beginning, he was so happy. Now, she
wasn’t sure what was bothering him.
“You ready to head out? If not, we could always stay
here and, I don’t know, get drunk and watch a movie or something.” He shrugged.
Cate kicked off her shoes. “Thank god! I was
dreading wearing these heels out, again.” She plopped down on the couch and
noticed he was smiling.
“I’ll get us some wine.”
Her mouth twisted. She really wasn’t in a wine kind
of mood. “Do you have anything different?”
Torrance paused. “You want liquor? I have a bar
full. Just go through and take your pick.” He put up his hand. “You sure you
want to do that, though? If you get drunk and start coming on to me, I’m
warning you now you’ll be bent over that couch faster than you can blink.
Choose wisely, because I’m not apologizing tomorrow.”
Shivers raced down her body. His words, alone, made
her wet. “I’m a big girl, drunk or not. If I come on to you, then I’m doing it
because I want to. Not because the alcohol is making me.”
“Okay, I’m just warning you.” He walked over to the
bar and she joined him. The multiple bottles were things as simple as cheap vodka
to expensive bottles of Scotch. He grabbed one and poured the dark liquid in a
small glass. “Try this. See what you think.”
Tears came to her eyes. Although it was smooth, she
couldn’t remember the last time she’d had liquor. “It’s strong.”
“That means it’s good. You want this or something else?”
“This.” Torrance poured more in her glass and
carried the scotch back to the couch. Cate picked up the remote and turned on
the TV. “So what kind of movie do you want to watch?”
He took a drink and placed the bottle on the coffee
table. “We can order something.” Torrance took the remote and clicked through
the preview channels. “Hmmm. Love story. Drama. Thriller. What sounds good
to you?” He paused. “Wait, you’re a love story kind of girl. How could I
forget? You know, we could turn the TV off and you could read more of our book.
It was getting pretty good.”
“It was,” Cate smiled. “Let’s do that. I’m curious
to see what’s going to happen.”
Torrance stood up and jogged into the room. When he
came out, he was wearing nothing but a pair of black pajama pants. Cate
couldn’t take her eyes off the muscles flexing in his stomach. She cleared her
throat and stood. “I’ll just grab my glasses.”
The moment she walked in her door, she came face to
face with all Tor’s toys. She moaned. How many times had she used the vibrator
Christopher had given her to get herself off as she fantasized about him
strapping her into the stalks, or the cross? Almost every
damn
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