Today, I want to find out if we’re a good fit.” I was nervous all over again. “And if we’re not ... does that mean we can’t see each other anymore, or just that we can’t enter into a BDSM relationship specifically?” Harrison gently took my glass and set it down, then faced me fully and held my hands. “It means whatever we want it to mean, Briella. I’ve waited a decade for you. If you think I’m letting you go because your kinks aren’t my kinks and mine aren’t yours, you’re delirious. Tell me you understand.”
