Chapter Thirteen
The Secret Closet
“Give me your wrist.”
Reeve surrounded Charles’s left wrist in a thin, silver bracelet. On the plate the “IC” initials were followed by a small “c”.
“I can’t have you wandering around with a leather collar on all the time,” Reeve said.
“Especially when I shower, mistress,” Charles replied. He held the bracelet up for a closer look. The lettering for the “IC” initials was delicate, their curves flowing from one into the other. However, the “c” seemed blockish, the engraved line thick and bold. The significance of receiving the bracelet seemed to indicate Charles’s probationary period was finished.
Reeve’s attitude toward Charles had changed after the Halloween party. Since he demonstrated she could trust him sexually, that attitude extended into bus
