The room was empty, with the cuffs lying in two piles on the bed as promised. There was a table by the bed that wasn’t normally there, a pillowcase covering whatever lay on top of it. Emma’s heart rate picked up as she wondered what toys Drew might have picked out for them.
She held her hands out first, silently directing Toby to put the cuffs on her. When he was done, he immediately dropped to his knees and did first her ankles, then his own. When he stood, he offered his wrists to her. She secured the cuffs, then, without really thinking about it, guided his hands behind his back and secured the cuffs together. She put one hand on his shoulder and urged him down, brushing the hair away from his face when he’d complied.
Leaning down, she kissed his forehead. “So gorgeous,” she murmured,
