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Chapter Six

After showers and a snack of fruit, cheese, and crackers, they adjourned to his room. His room was larger than hers, and his bed included a sturdy iron headboard that Mandy easily visualized him cuffing her to. Before she could resist the urge, she turned to him and asked, “Do you have those handcuffs?”

He looked wary as he nodded. “But you’re out of your mind if you think I’m going to let you cuff me to the bed, babe.”

Heat scorched her neck and flamed her cheeks as she nibbled on her lower lip. “I was kind of curious…for me…” It was insanity to be suggesting he handcuff her to the large bed, but she found herself strangely trusting him in spite of everything that had gone on.

It was unclear what other connection there was between them besides physical, but she was confident Shane knew what he was doing and could be trusted to please her. Plus, she suspected he would find the idea of unrestrained access to her body pleasing to himself as well. He’d probably get off on it,