My heart was pounding a strange beat as his words seeped into my bloodstreams. What was the matter with him? How could he say something like this? Was he even serious? He couldn’t be. He was my Master, it wasn’t appropriate for him to share a bed with me.
He made you sleep in his bed the other night.
That was different. It was his bed. He could do whatever he wanted with his space, but this bed was mine and I didn’t think it was wise to let him sleep here.
“You can sleep here, I’ll take the couch,” I said and pulled away from him, ignoring the heat scorching my face.
He grabbed my arm just as I was about to get out of bed. “You’re not going anywhere. Now eat.”
I tore my arm from his grasp. “I told you I’m not hungry.”
His gaze hardened and I couldn’t help but swallow hard. “Here
