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“Such a good girl . . . Such a goodfuckinggirl.” Relief replaces frustration when he growls in my ear, “Come for me.”
The tension inside me snaps. My head spins. Stars burst behind my closed eyelids, then . . . I’m weightless. There’s no sound. No thoughts. Only euphoria.
The cuffs slide off my wrists, and with dead weight, my arms drop to the bed. It isn’t until I feel hot water hit my skin that I realize I’m in his arms, and he’s removed the blindfold.
I sit in his lap, bath water lapping over us as he cradles me to him, combing through my hair and kissing my temple. “You okay, baby? Did I push you too hard?”
Unable to speak, I shake my head no. He never pushes me past my limits; I’m just wiped out. I love when he takes control. I don’t have to think, only feel. And this man . . . My God, this man . . . makes me feeleverything.
Thirty-Six
Hannah
Hanging the last picture up on my wall, I dust my hands off and stare at the framed advertisement of Sean on a Ducati.
“The things that man does for you,” Carter says, waltzing into my office and taking a seat in the chair across from my desk.
Sean Mac in leather pants is absolutely doing something for me right now, but I’m not going to say that to my brother-in-law.
“I know. He better watch out; I’m starting to feel a little spoiled.” I slide into my office chair and clasp my hands together on top of the desk. “Whatcha got?”
“Just came to check on you . . . Make sure you have a clear mind for your first game in Vegas.”
“For the most part. I just have some unresolved business with my Dad. Part of me worries it might mess with us while we’re coaching together, but then another part of me thinks that maybe I’m just falling back into old patterns.”
He looks at me expectantly, waiting for me to elaborate. Blowing the hair out of my face, I lean back in my chair. “Remember when he tricked me?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I said some things, and I feel a bit guilty about them.”
“What’d you say?”
“I blamed him for me trying to be a perfect daughter and doing everything in the world to make his life easy because of what he went through with Mom. I told him that I didn’t know what parts of my life were mine and what were expectations I’ve been trying to live up to.” I cringe just hearing myself say it. “I know I lived a pretty sheltered life, but he never put unrealistic expectations on me; I put them on myself.”
“So, apologize.”
“If I apologize, am I sweeping what he did under the rug?”
Carter leans forward, both elbows braced on his knees. “You can apologize and still place healthy boundaries around yourself, Hannah. You’ve been holding onto this for what? A month and a half? It’s time to let it go.”
Things have been so awkward and tense between us, and I hate it. I don’t know how I’m going to stand beside my dad in that box and coach this week if I don’t clear the air.
“You know what? You’re right.” I push to stand. “I’m gonna go find him and fix this shit.”
Panic crosses Carter’s face as I head into the hallway.
“Hannah, wait!” he calls out just as I arrive outside Dad’s office.
“What do you think?” Sean asks my dad.
“Hey, I had one more thing I needed to talk to you about.” Carter pulls my attention back to him, but then I catch the two most important men in my life embracing out of the corner of my eye.
My head swings in their direction as Dad pats Sean on the back and shakes his hand.
“What the hell is going on?”
“New bromance,” Carter says quickly.
