She didn’t understand it at al – but what she did know was that the feeling he gave her was moving throughout her body and it felt amazing. She stood being kissed and wondered once more, was a fancy supposed to be in love with her master; with her owner? Her mother had said no. Yet, Quinton had said that he was neither; regardless of his claim, that idea was hard pressed into her and it wouldn’t be easy to let go. Whether he be master, owner, or just Quinton – in either case, he was the one man, she would endure al for. As he stood kissing her hungrily, thoroughly; this time, she had her arms around him; holding on tight so that he would know, despite earlier, she was pleased to have that attention from him. She would not deny him anymore; she would not hide – not after that day. When he left that town hal , he had her with him, that was al that mattered to Suga, that she was free to be his – and that was al she wanted to be, Quinton’s Fancy. He final y broke the kiss, because they both needed to breathe, he held her, resting his forehead on hers, “I must wait, give you time – after what I’ve done, I could not possibly put you through it so soon, not after that.”
