Chapter Fourteen
Pierre can be very ‘dommish’ when he chooses to be—‘dommish’ meaning in this case, dictatorial, demanding, critical, defiant, condescending and generously alluring to a woman thriving on those very qualities in a man.
Thus, just days after our happy reunion, he quickly forgets his confession of guilt and turns his attention to my bad behavior, pronouncing it with a heavy dose of contempt both impertinent and unacceptable. I’m in dire need of punishment, which he plans to heap on me, not in Ellery’s style of punishing but in Pierre Dysart’s.
Accepting this pronouncement is not particularly difficult, but then the bastard makes me wait to get what’s due. He’s got to be ready. Everything must be in place. I’ll know when it’s time.
I wait, while some normalcy has returne
