“Is it bad that I was kind of hoping you got in a fight?” she says. “What?” I laugh. “You wanted me to get in a fight?” From the corner of my eye, I catch her wince. “I didn’t want you to get hurt. I just wanted to see you dominate, is all.” “I can dominate you later tonight if that’s what you need, baby.” Her hand squeezes around mine. “I guess that will do,” she says playfully.
