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He let the sentence hang without finishing it. He didn’t have to. I knew.

I cleared my throat, and pushed both hands against his chest, pushing just hard enough to allow myself to sit up. “I think you should go.”

If I expected him to look crestfallen, I would have been disappointed. He didn’t. At all.

He just nodded, stood, and began dressing. I sat on the edge of the bed, simultaneously numb and overstimulated, ready to have my room to myself and be alone with my thoughts.

I thought when he was done dressing he’d simply turn and go. I should have known better.

He didn’t do that. Instead he stepped up to me, took my chin in his hands and pressed a soft, yet demanding kiss to my lips before I could stop him.

Not that I would have, because even after my brain had time to process, I didn't.

His tongue pushed past my lips, and I just let him.

In fact, I kissed him back.

And just when I was getting into it, he broke the kiss, winked at me, and walked out the door.

Leaving me reeling. In a trance, I reached up and pressed my fingers to my lips. I could still feel his, like the taste and feel of him had been burned into my brain. Fuck.

CHAPTER FOUR

NOVEMBER

LUNA

“Luna!” Erika cried, when I came to take my shift at the reception desk like I did every Friday afternoon.

“Hey, girl.” I moved to stand behind the computer, but she blocked me from doing so.

“I’m supposed to tell you Master Derek wants to see you in his office before you start your shift.” She grinned at me, but her smile was strained and didn’t quite reach her eyes.

My stomach dropped to my toes, and a wave of nausea overcame me.

Master Derek wants to see you in his office.Nine little words guaranteed to strike fear into the hearts of Littles all over the Ranch. It wasn’t just Littles who had that reaction, it seemed.

“Do you know why?” I questioned, my voice way squeakier than it should be.

She shook her head. “He didn’t say. Just asked me to send you in before you started your shift. But I’m sure it’s no big deal, nothing bad.”

That would have been a lot more convincing if he’d asked to see me after my shift ended.

Still swallowing back waves of nausea, I forced a half smile. “Okay, thank you. Should I… go now?”

“Well, yes, I can’t cover you too long.” She smiled. “It’s date night.”

It was cute that she thought I’d be back, the faith in me that she had I wasn’t getting fired and asked to leave the Ranch.

As I forced myself to make my way across the lobby to Master Derek’s office, my brain raced, trying to figure out what I could have possibly done wrong. But all I came up with was minor stuff. Nothing that would get me fired and booted from the Ranch with no warning.

So the voice telling me that’s what was about to happen was likely my anxiety talking.

I didn’t get it often, but even the calmest of people would have it under these circumstances.

If I wasn’t getting fired, why did Master Derek want to see me?

I busied my brain by coming up with possible reasons…

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