Love and History by Cheryl Dragon Read Free Book Online

know. Maybe, you should send me your schedule as well so I don’t intrude.”
    She left before he responded and walked with a snap in her step back to the English department. Scott wasn’t one for romantic entanglements according to Nelson. He didn’t want to talk about her work. She knew what she wanted, but maybe all Scott needed was the sexual sub and not a relationship along with it.
    In her office, she closed her eyes and focused on what he’d said, not how he made her feel. Last night, he’d wanted to see if they were sexually compatible before they got deep into conversation. Obviously, they worked in bed. She wasn’t young enough or foolish enough to think she was in love with him yet.
    Nothing she knew about Scott made her hold back, however. She could easily fall in love with him very fast if they found their groove. It was too early to jump to conclusions. Still, if Scott wasn’t looking to love his submissive, maybe Nelson wasn’t as good of a matchmaker as he thought.
    * * * *
    Scott had been annoyed all day Friday after Bridget had left. Spending a night alone had been frustrating. She hadn’t texted him either. Now, it was late afternoon on Saturday, and he was watching his phone. Only fools believed Doms held all the power.
    Two nights ago, he’d been fine, watching some documentary or one of the many history or military channels while grading papers. Right now, he would normally be making a list for the grocery store tomorrow. Sunday was the one day he skipped the gym in favor of avoiding crowds and running early errands.
    Even the gym hadn’t helped this morning. He’d graded his papers, and nothing on TV tempted him. Now, instead of the online sales, he surfed her screen name at the BSDM fetish group. Rereading her blog made him nervous. She wanted a relationship. The fact should turn him off. He could pull the plug now with minimal damage. She might not be happy, but she’d be mature about it.
    The bottom line was he didn’t want to. He needed more of her. They had things in common that would make her a good companion for him. Sharing space and expenses with someone didn’t scare him. However, bringing up the topic of love and romance too soon could ruin whatever they might have. Those issues scared him.
    He and Bridget weren’t a perfect match. He wasn’t well versed in Shakespeare. The stories about kings? Sure, he knew those but not the comedies. He pulled up Much Ado About Nothing and downloaded the book to his phone. Perhaps, he’d rent the movie online as well. That’d give him the basics quicker than wading through the old English. Literature wasn’t his area.
    Just then his phone beeped with a message. Finally!
    Bridget texted that she’d polished up a few rough edges and sent off the paper for submission. She was free tonight and tomorrow, if he was still interested.
    He set down the phone without responding. His own eagerness made him pause and take stock. Hell yes, he wanted her here and now. And he did want her to give proper attention to her career. That didn’t mean he had to jump the second she was available.
    * * * *
    A few hours later, he’d battled through the Cliff Notes version of the story, made his grocery list, braved the store at an hour of the day he dreaded and put everything away. She hadn’t texted again.
    He smiled. She’d passed the test by not being too needy. Scott knew she had friends and a life. Some subs threw it all away to be devoted to anyone who would spank them. Not Bridget. She wasn’t begging for attention except in bed.
    After texting her that he’d be by in an hour if she was free and to let him know if she wasn’t, he went into the bedroom and grabbed the handcuffs he hadn’t used on her a couple nights ago. She wasn’t new to BDSM, but he enjoyed easing into things and finding what she liked. There was no rush to things.
    In jeans and a college T-Shirt, he slid the handcuffs into his back left pocket and protection in the back