“Like these handcuffs. I’ve always wanted someone to cuff me.” Impulse tugged my lips up as I batted a heady glance back to him. “I just never thought that someone would be my boss or in front of a Burger King.” “Ms. Sanders. Stop talking.” Dominic was barely holding onto his breath; the strain he was exuding showed in the tense cords in his thick neck. He wouldn’t look me in the eye either.
