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to see Warren.”
    Haley shut her eyes against his dictum. She would cherish this, just lie among the rumpled linens, and soak up his heat. She would impress this on her memory.

Chapter Seven
 
    Gordon eased out of bed, although he was certain that Haley wasn’t sleeping. He hoped that he had shown her, impressed upon her how unnecessary her guilt was, but couldn’t think it would be that easy. He suspected that Haley had nearly cracked under the strain of what happened in the restaurant. He quickly washed up and pulled a change of clothes from the walk-in closet, keeping an eye on Haley as he did so. At least she was resting. Gordon didn’t think he would ever be able to see Haley kneeling again without being reminded of her self-subjugation in the hospital. He would give anything to turn back time and not put her through that. He wondered if she should see a therapist, and then shook his head. Somehow he could see a therapist wanting to shrink her head because she was in a relationship with two men. He and Warren would get her past this thing. He tucked his shirttails into his pants and grabbed a pair of socks, then picked up the tray and all the spilled food before going down to the kitchen. He had just set everything down by the sink when the phone rang. He snatched it up before it could ring again and spoke his name.
    “Mr. Sinclair? This is Laura from Global Travel. I’m just calling to let you know that there are several specials coming up if you care to reschedule your cancelled trip.”
    Gordon hesitated. “I’ll have to get back to you on that, Laura,” he finally said. “One of our party isn’t well, and while a vacation will definitely be our plan in the future, I don’t have a definitive date.”
    “That’s fine. I’ll wait to hear from you.”
    Gordon clicked the phone off and stared out the window. Haley had covered some very real panic when he had proposed rebooking their vacation. It didn’t make any sense. He could understand that she felt guilty, as absurd as it was, but surely she would have welcomed time with them both to make amends if that was the case. No, something else was operating here. Once Warren came home, they would figure it out. He put the kettle on to boil and cut up some more cheese and set out some fresh crackers. The fruit had gone brown as well, so he peeled another pear and cut up an apple. Haley’s appetite had been poor over the past few days, and hopefully he could tempt her into eating a little. He made his way up the stairs to feed his sub.
     
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    Haley sat up amongst the sheets and coverlet, her hair a mass of curls and tangles. Gordon smiled at the picture she made, all softness, curves and creamy flesh that contrasted with the darker colour of her nipples. He stole a kiss before he slipped a piece of fruit between her lips. His cock lurched to follow the succulent flesh. He fought back his arousal. This might be a good time to talk, with Haley more rested and sated. Her defences wouldn’t be so high.
    “You look beautiful, Haley,” he offered. “I’ll brush your hair for you later. Even though it’s not as long as it used to be, you’ll never get those tangles out without help.”
    Gordon wasn’t prepared for the flash of pain that passed over Haley’s features. What had he said?
    “I’ll grow it out again,” Haley said. “I shouldn’t have cut it in the first place. Warren liked my hair long, and you preferred it, too.”
    Gordon felt his temper surge. Enough was enough. Haley was never going to get a full belly at this rate, but he shoved the tray across the bed and hauled her to him, flipping her facedown across his lap, trapping her legs between his own. She gasped and made a garbled sound, but Gordon was done listening to her drivel. If she wanted punishment, then he was her man. He might not be able to treat her the way she was beating herself up, but he was going to give it the old college try. His hand came down on her buttocks