CHAPTER TWENTY-ONEMARCUS
DAY ELEVEN
Marcus watched Taylor sleep. He was happy, but still a little cautious. She had allowed a punishment spanking and didn’t hate or fear him, but she still hadn’t said she would stay. He slipped out from under her, pulled the covers up to her chin, and went downstairs.
Opening the fridge, he grabbed a bottle of water. Leaning his hip against the counter, he thought about his next move. At this point he didn’t see much more he could do, this was up to Taylor. But, he refused to give up hope, she had talked about taking Ty’s job offer, and asking about their relationship if she stayed. It was something to hold on to.
Checking is watch, he saw it was close to lunchtime. He pulled out the ingredients for a salad and got to work.
A little while later, he he
