Jacques practically choked on his coffee. Did she just suggest what I think she did? “Jerard is a close friend of mine. He’s a great...” He stopped the worthless chatter about Jerard. He had to know. “Are you a submissive?” Her eyes flicked up and he was snared by the look. “Are you a Dom?” “You didn’t answer my question,” he snapped. “From the way you say that, I’ll take it that the answer is yes.” There was the fire again. No direct answer, but the body language. Gorgeous. She bowed her head, unconsciously, submissively, as she questioned him. Pretty Isabella might not know her own nature, but he sensed it. Tasted it. Smelled it. That’s why he’d been so fascinated by her last night. It wasn’t just her arousal at the film and forget running away for a while. She was running toward something. Something she didn’t acknowledge consciously, but something he knew all about.
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