“I won’t ever gag you again,” he swears. He leaves the water running and steps toward me. “Was that it? Was that the line?” I force myself to keep eye contact. “The spreader bar. The gag. The dark. The… combination of the three.” “They’re gone for good.” His chin lowers, his gaze burning into me. “One day, you’ll tell me the whole story.” I shake my head, my lips curling into a sneer. “No, Steele, I won’t.”
