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falling for her cyberdom even more when he described the kind of woman he was looking for—one who enjoyed being submissive and getting
    spanked in the bedroom, but who was his complete equal outside it. While she liked having her ass warmed in conjunction with a little bondage and discipline, she wasn’t into serious domination. Outside the bedroom, she was her own woman with her own
    opinions and had no desire to have anyone tell her what to do.
    It was then she realized how much she and Sir Dom had in common in addition to
    their love of spanking. They went to see the same kinds of movies, watched the same shows on television and loved the same sports. They even frequented the same
    restaurants. That last one was how she figured out he lived in the same city she did.
    When he’d named a locally owned restaurant, she automatically asked him if he lived in Savannah. It was only afterward that she realized he might not want to reveal
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    personal information. They used screen names on the forum, after all. But she was
    surprised when he answered without hesitation, saying that yes, he lived in Savannah too.
    While Josie had secretly fantasized about the possibility of them getting together she honestly hadn’t expected him to ask her—very casually—if she’d like to have
    dinner with him. She’d thought about it for half a second, then quickly typed her
    answer—yes. It was probably a little reckless, but her heart told her to go for it.
    Although she’d been thrilled about finally meeting him in person, she still wanted to approach their date safely, so she suggested meeting at the restaurant on the
    Riverfront they’d talked about. They also agreed on some basic ground rules. They’d have dinner first and if it turned out they were wrong about their apparent connection, then they’d both walk away. No commitments or regrets. Josie didn’t think she needed to worry about that. Something told her Sir Dom was the man she’d been waiting for her whole life.
    Josie took out her compact and checked her makeup one more time. No mascara
    smudges under her eyes or lipstick on her teeth and thanks to her leave-in conditioner, her long, brunette hair hadn’t given in to the early-evening humidity and frizzed out.
    Now if only her nerves would calm down. Her heart was racing a mile a minute.
    Hoping a glass of liquid courage might help, she put her compact back in her purse and went into the restaurant.
    She was a little early but since she and Sir Dom had decided to meet in the bar
    anyway, she wasn’t worried about missing him when he got there. Of course, it would be nice if she knew what he looked like. They hadn’t exchanged pictures so all she knew was that he was tall with dark hair and brown eyes. And that he’d be drinking one of those fancy microbrewery beers called Condor Mountain.
    The restaurant’s hostess greeted Josie with a smile as soon as she walked in. “One for dinner?”
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    Josie returned the woman’s smile. “I’m meeting someone, so I’m just going to wait
    in the bar.”
    Josie did a quick scan of the drinks on the bar, hoping to see a bottle of Condor
    Mountain, but there wasn’t one in sight. Her gaze went to the men next. There were a few blonds, several with gray hair and two with dark hair. She couldn’t see their faces from where she was standing, though. She ventured closer so she could get a better look only to stop in her tracks when she realized that one of the dark-haired men standing there was her ex-boyfriend Gavin Elliot.
    Damn. With all the restaurants in Savannah, he had to pick this one.
    Maybe he wouldn’t see her. But that hope was dashed as he turned to glance her
    way. Surprise flashed across his ruggedly handsome face.
    Double damn.
    Josie groaned. She supposed it was too late to pretend she didn’t see him. If it was any consolation, he looked as uncomfortable with seeing her as she did him. Awkward.
    It wasn’t that