Page 74 of Until I Have You

I informed Theo of my appointment at the BDSM dungeon yesterday afternoon.

7am.Dungeon.Room 8.

He didn’t reply until dinnertime.I almost canceled out of sheer panic and embarrassment until the text came through.

You’re going to be the death of me.

The smile hasn’t faded from my face since.

I arrived at six.Not suspicious to my family since I often leave early to go to the gym.Plus, Dad doesn’t get to the club until late morning these days.

However, if they saw the outfit I had packed in my bag, they’d be shocked.

I adjust my lacey robe around me on the leather bench.The robe parts right below my breasts, allowing full view and access to the panties and suspendered stockings I’ve put on beneath.

Bless Bridget for running a lingerie company.

I purchased it from her directly, which might have been risky, but I think Bridget’s just happy to know I’m getting out there after being the one who usual helmed the single members of the Lyons family.

Now that I’m the last one, I know everyone has their eyes on me to find a mate, not because they think I need one but because they worry I’m left out.

Idofeel left out.But I’m not in a rush.

I’m having too much fun doing thingsthisway.

I’ve never gotten to take advantage of one of the dungeon rooms.Not like this.I’ve explored them, played around, rented them out to do work because it’s funny to write a dissertation in a room made of leather and velvet.

Today, though, I get to use a room.And I’ve chosen the one that is one of the simplest.A room surrounded by a red velvet curtain on all four sides and one simple leather bench at the very center on a platform.

Who said this sort of thing had to be complicated?

The door beyond the red curtain opens.

Silence, except his footsteps.

I know his footsteps now, that’s how familiar I am with Theodore Wallington.The weight of his feet on the ground, the sound of his shoes.

When he pulls the curtain aside, I get to watch his expression of curiosity turn to one of abject lust as his eyes cross over me.

“It’s too early in the morning to give me a heart attack, Abigail.”

I eat him up with my eyes too.

A crisp navy-blue suit, a striped tie and pocket square to match.The image of a perfect gentleman.And he’s wearing his glasses, thankgod.He knows how much I love those stupid little things.

“The feeling is mutual.”

Theo eyes me from across the room, tucking his hands behind his back, a small smile on his lips.His face screams,What am I going to do with you?

I lift my chin in response to his silence.

He tears his blue gaze away and starts to pace the perimeter of the room, each footstep clipped against the floor.“You know I have a whole day of work ahead of me.”

“All the more reason to get things off on the right foot, hm?”

Theo chuckles as he arrives at the back wall.He touches the curtain and pulls it back, revealing a wall of toys and tools.“Ah, here we go.”

“I thought you might like to try having fun with something more than your words.”

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