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Mandy with her warm brown hair and eyes like the night moon. Mandy, with a curvier hourglass figure compared to Serena’s tall and athletic form.
Mandy…who I never thought of that way.
Who I neverletmyself think of that way.
That’s the key.
I’ve been so focused on protecting my friendship with Mandy that I never allowed my feelings to go anywhere else.
And then… When she wrote that damned Lustr profile, and I was frightened for her, wanted—no,needed—to protect her. Because that’s what we do. We take care of each other.
I thought I could scare her off Lustr. Scare her off—
Fuck. Who the hell am I kidding?
I would do anything to protect Mandy.
Even fromme.
Chapter Forty-Three
Amanda
“Would you like something to drink?” Zorro asks.
“Sure.”
“I don’t recommend having alcohol, but if you need one drink to relax a little, that’s fine.”
“I think I can figure out whether I want to drink on my own.”
“That’s why I asked, Elena. But perhaps I should give you your first lesson. You don’t speak to your Dominant in that tone.”
Funny, his reprimand irks me, which is interesting because I didn’t feel that way when Jackson did it.
Maybe submission isn’t for me after all.
“I’m sorry.”
“The correct response is, ‘I’m sorry, sir.’”
Well, I asked for a teacher.
“I’m sorry, sir.”
The words feel all wrong in my mouth. Jackson is sir. I don’t want to call this stranger sir.
“May I ask a question, sir?”
“You may.”
“Would it be okay if I call you Zorro instead of sir?”
“Of course, Elena. Zorro is fine.”
I nod. “Thank you.”
“Thank you,Zorro.”
