She noticed the roped-off areas near the walls had been brightly lit, standing out in the shadowy room. She frowned and tugged him in the direction of one. “What—” At his narrowed gaze, she gulped. “Sir?”
“Good catch.” And when he grinned, the flash of white in his tanned face was mesmerizing. “You have questions for me, Kari?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Ask.”
But her questions disappeared right out of her mind when the roped-off area came into sight.
A naked woman squirmed on the St. Andrew’s cross.
Kari’s mouth dropped open. Good God. In the class, Master Raoul had put a clothed man up there; this was so very different. She took a step back, came up against Master Dan’s hard frame.
His arm came around her, his hand just under her breast. He whispered in her ear, “Imagine yourself up there, unab
