He wore nothing but a pair of black shorts that concealed absolutely nothing—shorts like that other male sub had worn back at Veritas. His heart was racing and he felt terribly, horribly exposed. But that afternoon Scarlett had left the briefs on his bed, along with a note giving him instructions for the evening. He felt raw, not just because he knew that she was about to put him through the ringer tonight, but because a stranger was about to invade his home. His safe place. He didn’t let many people visit him here. Just when he couldn’t avoid it—like when his good friend Luca asked him to take on a pretty little raven-haired intern. But Luca had stuck with him through the hardest time of his life, had made him live when he hadn’t wanted to. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for his friend. But it was taking everything he had to trust in Scarlett, to remember that she understood his needs and wouldn’t let anyone defile his sanctuary.
