FIRED UP(15)

“It’s okay.” She shrugged, trying to play her request off all casual. The kicker here was, she’d asked for what she wanted. Part of him—a big part —responded to that. “Not your thing. I get it.” She stared at him for so long that he wondered what she saw, what kind of clue she was looking for on his face. “I’d want you to enjoy it.” “Uh-huh.” He smiled slowly. “Do I get a safe word? To use while you tie me up and take what you wan’?” He was doing this for her. Somehow, that made all the difference. He wanted to please her, even if that meant trying something outside of his comfort zone. Once Cole Henry made up his mind, he was all in. His pack hit the floor with a thump and he grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt, stripping the cotton over his head with one smooth move. She had plans of her own for him tonight. Big plans. She ditched her boots, thinking hard. A quick rummage in her own things produced exactly what she needed. Two bandanas, one red, one blue. His left wrist wouldn’t match