"So you want me to work for you and you want…me. Physically, I mean."
"Oh yes," he murmured. "Definitely."
"And this relationship you propose. What exactly do you mean by nontraditional?"
He hesitated for the briefest moment. "I'll own you," he said bluntly. "Body, soul. You'll belong to me."
Whoa. That sounded so…heavy. She couldn't even wrap her brain around it. Her mouth went dry and she tried to lick her lips but stopped when she remembered his reaction when she'd done it moments earlier.
"I'll guide you through this," he said in a more gentle tone. "I'm not going to throw you to the wolves. I'll be patient as you learn your way through the kind of relationship I expect."
"I don't even know what to say right now," she blurted out.
His hand slid over her jaw and to her cheek. They were on eye level, their mouths just a few breaths apart.
"I think this is where you tell me where I stand with you," Gabe prompted. "Do you want me as badly as I want you?"
