Page 100 of Taming Scarlet

I reached for my phone as I turned out of the bathroom to go grab her a drink.

Drea had already dropped by to scoop up Hugh for us for the night, so I didn’t have to let him out or feed him.

Apparently, Marcus had heard back from the hospital.

Gene would live.

And he’d likely get a solid twenty-five years or more for what he’d done. Marcus’s lawyers would make sure of it.

He wouldn’t be a problem for us again.

I came back with the wine, watching as Scarlet sipped it in silent contemplation.

“Talk to me,” I begged as I knelt down beside the tub, reaching to brush a soap bubble off of her shoulder.

It was another long moment before her gaze slid to me.

“Can you do something for me?” she asked, voice hesitant.

“Anything.”

“Can you… fix this?” she asked, putting down her glass, then raising both of her wrists toward me.

Where there were two bruises forming in the shape of bracelets.

I knew from her report to the police that she’d been zip-tied.

“Fix it?” I asked, not understanding.

“He took something that means something to me, to us, and he made it ugly,” she said, eyes getting watery. “I need you to fix it.”

Fix it.

Meaning… she wanted me to… reclaim it? To bind her?

“Pet, I don’t know if that’s a good idea. You’re still in shock.”

“Please,” she begged. “I don’t want him to ruin it.”

I wanted to insist she needed to sleep on it.

But who the fuck was I to tell her if she was ready for this or not? If she thought she was, I needed to trust her.

“Okay,” I said, voice soft.

It didn’t have to be punishment.

It could be something softer, something sweeter.

Scarlet opened the drain, and the water whirled down as I helped her stand, then carefully dried her body before helping her out, and leading her into her bedroom.

“Wait here for me,” I demanded as I set her on the edge of the bed.

I grabbed the soft restraints, and came back to attach them to the bed.

As soon as I did, she scooted up the bed, raising her arms over her head, and silently inviting me to close the binds around her wrists.

There was no apprehension in her face, no tension in her body.

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