To be allowed to go at my own pace
No pressure to push my limits
To be trusted
Iclackthe pen against my teeth.
One more.
How different is my list to one that D’Angelo would write?
I know that he would want toownShay. I just don’t know how much. Shay doesn’t even try to hide from me how much he craves to be owned.
Collared.
I don’t understand it. Hate the thought of it.
Yet I am coming to understand that it’s what my twin needs.
Suddenly, I realize what my last thing should be on the list — the most important.
I wouldn’t play any of these games, which are new to me, without it. I know for definite that I am different to both D’Angelo and Shay in this.
Possibly, that’s what scares me.
I scribble at the bottom:
10.Love
But what ifthe possessiveness and kinky games that D’Angelo plays aren’t connected tolove— just like Shay describes some of the other people’s dynamics who he is meeting through On the RACK?
It’s clear that D’Angelo has always loved Robyn.
Part of me is frightened, however, that the love he feels for Shay is the love for a sub.
Is that different?
I don’t know.
This is new to me.
If Shay’s heart is broken by D’Angelo because he doesn’t love him with his whole soul, then that’s the only thing that could breakme.
I toss the Guide down onto the step, at the same time that the front door slams open.