“You really are shameless, aren’t you?” I tease. “You may surprise me, Dominai of Airedale, but I’m fast to adapt.” He turns to face me, his smile bright as he flicks his hair over his shoulder. “Hmm, we’ll see how you feel when I parade you through the library when we’re done tonight,” I say. I have no plans to - I want him to myself for his first night collared, but the idea of it makes his eyes widen comically. “You’re gonna look far less put together than you are now.” In an instant, the blush returns to his face.
