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signor, but she only nibbled.”
    “Please keep a plate warm
and I’ll take it up to her later and see she eats.”
    “ Si.” With
that, Marguerite left the room.
    Monroe put down his napkin
and looked at Zach.
    “She’s angry that I
punished Angel.”
    “You think?”
    “Yes, I think.”
    “Do you mind if I ask what
Ang…your slave is being punished for?”
    “She’s not happy that I’ll
be leaving and showed her displeasure in an inappropriate
way.”
    “Is she locked up?” Zach
couldn’t help the distaste in his voice.
    “No, I assure you, she is
comfortable in my room.”
    The conversation wasn’t
adding up.
    “Do you love her?” Zach
asked suddenly.
    Monroe didn’t hesitate,
“Yes I do, and our relationship works for us. Our bond just seemed
to happen. It wasn’t planned. But she has special problems: night
terrors and the very occasional panic attack. I’ve been worried
about leaving her. But I can’t back out of the current situation
overseas. I have to go, but I’m thinking of retiring
soon.”
    “Then you’re definitely in
love.” The thought made Zach feel better.
    “I assure you, it was just
as big a shock to me.”
    “What exactly will watching
over your slave entail?”
    Monroe looked him directly
in the eye. “Whatever you want it to.”
    “Then you don’t love her
enough.”
    “ We’ve
shared the same woman before.”
    “Yes, but you and I know
this is different. You’ve never had a slave that I’ve known about.
Sure, you’ve shared a bond with your subs, but it always seems
centered in the scenes, and don’t go beyond that. Your subs never
stay for more than a night or two.”
    “That’s true,” Monroe said,
seeming to consider his words carefully. “But she has needs and if
I put restrictions on your interactions, neither of your needs will
be met. I could be gone longer than usual, and that would be
completely unfair to both of you.”
    “Is this why she’s being
punished? Did you tell her I would be her master while you’re
away?”
    “No, that’s not why she’s
being punished. And yes, she does know you’ll be her master. If you
agree.”
    “Christ, I can’t believe
I’m even considering it.”
    “Meet her and then give me
your answer.”
    “And if my answer is
no?”
    “Then I will be forced to
consider someone else. I’m not leaving her alone and I am leaving.
Now, is your knee up for a game of billiards before I go force food
down my slave’s throat?”
    “I think I can manage to
soundly kick your ass even with my gimp leg, but maybe she needs to
eat first.”
    “That’s exactly why you’re
my first choice as her keeper,” Monroe smiled warmly. “But this
time, I’m making her wait. It’s part of the punishment.”
    ***
    The following day, Monroe
was silent and introspective. Zach was used to his artistic
moodiness before a show and remained respectfully quiet. There was
no sight of Angel, and Zach refused to ask.
    His knee felt better.
Marguerite supplied more hot and cold compresses throughout the
day, which kept the swelling down. Before leaving for the club,
Zach placed a black one-piece elastic brace on his knee for some
added support. He walked into the den wearing his go-to black
cotton pants and a black skin tight t-shirt. His brown hair was
longer than his usual police cut, but was still short enough to be
out of his eyes.
    Monroe was in black jeans
and a white dress shirt. His hair was short but unlike Zach’s, it
was well-groomed.
    Placing bundles of rope in
his large bag, Monroe’s eyes looked up when Zach entered the
room.
    “I want Stephens to drive
you to the club. I’ll be along shortly. Cheri is a new bondage
model I’ve been working with, and I’ll start the exhibition with
her. Angel will be next and then Sara will do the last
scene.”
    “Is her husband good with
that?”
    “Do I look like a fool?
Philip will be participating. They asked me about letting her work
every so often. Her body is even more beautiful