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Maybe
I
misled
him
in
the
interview
.
I
’
m
shy
,
yes
…
but
submissive
?
I
let
Kate
bully
me
—
is
that
the
same
?
And
those
soft
limits
,
jeez
.
My
mind
boggles
,
but
I
’
m
reassured
that
they
are
up
for
discussion
.
I
wander
back
to
my
bedroom
.
This
is
too
much
to
think
about
.
I
need
a
clear
head
—
a
fresh
morning
approach
to
the
problem
.
I
put
the
offending
documents
in
my
backpack
.
Tomorrow
…
tomorrow
is
another
day
.
Clambering
into
bed
,
I
switch
off
the
light
and
lie
staring
up
at
the
ceiling
.
Oh
,
I
wish
I
’
d
never
met
him
.
My
inner
goddess
shakes
her
head
at
me
.
She
and
I
know
it
’
s
a
lie
.
I
have
never
felt
as
alive
as
I
do
now
.
I
close
my
eyes
,
and
I
drift
into
a
heavy
sleep
with
occasional
dreams
of
four
-
poster
beds
and
shackles
and
intense
gray
eyes
.
KATE
WAKES
ME
THE
next
day
.
“
Ana
,
I
’
ve
been
calling
you
.
You
must
have
been
out
cold
.
”
My
eyes
reluctantly
open
.
She
’
s
not
just
up
—
she
’
s
been
for
a
run
.
I
glance
at
my
alarm
.
It
’
s
eight
in
the
morning
.
Holy
Moses
,
I
’
ve
slept
for
a
solid
nine
hours
.
“
What
is
it
?
”
I
mumble
sleepily
.
“
There
’
s
a
man
here
with
a
delivery
for
you
.
You
have
to
sign
for
it
.
”
“
What
?
”
“
Come
on
.
It
’
s
big
.
It
looks
interesting
.
”
She
hops
from
foot
to
foot
excitedly
and
bounds
back
into
the
living
room
.
I
clamber
out
of
bed
and
grab
my
robe
hanging
on
the
back
of
my
door
.
A
smart
young
man
with
a
ponytail
is
standing
in
our
living
room
clasping
a
large
box
.
