She watched his face the entire time, displaying the quiet reserve she was accustomed to from Jack. When she finished, he seemed a little in awe. More than he expected, perhaps? Her heart raced as she waited for him to speak. Finally, he nodded then he actually smiled. “I like the sound of that, slave. Maybe you should commit it to memory.”
His mood had lifted. She’d told him what he needed to hear – and it was exactly what she knew was true.
“Maybe I should – if I can remember what I said,” she laughed, though then her bright face dimmed. “Just wondering…”
“Wondering what?”
“May I ask you the same thing, Sir? What does this relationship mean to you?”
He thought a moment, “I suppose that’s fair for you to ask,” he said. He stopped to collect his thoughts. “You’ve saved me a lot of l
