And I’ve had enough. They can’t seem to bridge the void between themselves, even though it’s plain that both want to.

Time for them to call it quits….

Time to take charge….

Be the Dom….

We are in the hotel still and dressing casually, me in jeans and tee-shirt, Michael lounging around in sweats wearing a forlorn expression and randomly flicking through tv channels.

Will I get away with it?

With him…?

*****

How to do this…?

Get her attention…

Get her going….

I shower and shave, then change into suit and shirt, cursing as I realise that I don’t have everything I normally take for granted here at the hotel.

Damn….

After a moment’s thought, I cross the corridor to the suite Richard and Beth are occupying, tap on the door. Richard answers

“Yes, James?”

I keep my voice low, unsure if Beth is inside. “A favour to ask. Do you have any cuff-links here?”

His brows arch. “Cuff-links?” Then he suppresses a smile, but his eyes are crinkling. “Caught short, eh? Come in.” He fishes in a drawer, spotting me glance around the room. “She’s not here.” Passing me a small box, he says, “How are things with…. the three of you?”

What does he know?

Or guess?

“I’ll let you know. Thanks.”

He nods as he opens the door for me. “Good luck.”

I check the polish on my shoes, put on a silk tie I know she likes, reknotting it a couple of times in the mirror to get it just so. I

is for her to be worrying about that again and I

movies out of the

looks up, puts the remote to one side. “Enough

want to make it right

do,

keeping my tone short, curt.

looks down at himself. “I

We’re

blinks then looks me up and down, registering my clothes. Understanding washes across his face. “Gotcha.” He looks away, then

“Is this working?”

“No.”

get a shower. Get

*****

“Wait here. Listen in.”

He nods unhappily.

she would only wear jeans, covering her bruises I think, embarrassed by them. Now, largely healed, she wears a

emotionally the wounds are showing.

They love each other….

They want each other…

they

Enough already….

“Charlotte.”

doesn’t move, continuing her vigil.

Dominate….

expect you to look at me when I address

shoulders shrink in as she turns, seemingly facing

don’t

seconds, she looks up, takes in my appearance, and now I don’t meet her eye, instead straightening my jacket and shirt sleeves, adjusting my cuffs,

enough of

“Master?”

in her expression. She licks her lips then sucks at

with the other, locking my gaze to hers. “This has gone on long enough. I know that you and

my wrist. Relaxing my grip a little, I let her

He barely looks at me, let alone speaks to me. I’ve tried to talk with him, but I’m not sure he wants me

both so

trouble dealing with

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