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I nod my agreement and release her face to take her hand in mine.

My biggest regret is that we won’t get to pick up where we left off in our bed right now.

And that I have to let her hand go when Officer Ferris and his partner insist on putting handcuffs on both of us.

I’m used to the metal on my wrist now, but Maggie…

I glance over to see how she’s holding up. “Does it hurt, Mags?”

“Nope. Not at all.” Rather than look scared or freaked out, there’s a glint in her eye as she tests the strength of the cuffs.

“The real thing isn’t nearly as fun as the soft, fuzzy ones, but I think I could get used to them.”

“You have a pair of handcuffs?” I ask her in surprise.

“Maybe. Well, I did. I didn’t pack them before I came to Wilmington.” Her cheeks redden as if admitting that is more embarrassing than what we just did. Or maybe she’s thinking about using them with him.

Screw that.

With my restrained wrists, I lift hers high above her head. Maggie’s brown eyes go heavy with lust as they meet mine.

“I think I would like to play with them too,” I admit.

A large hand wraps around the back of my neck and yanks me away from Maggie like I’m a misbehaving child, which definitely kills the mood.

“They don’t pay me enough for this shit,” Officer Ferris mutters then guides me toward the resort with Maggie and his partner following behind us.

17

Maggie

It’s probably illegal to be so turned on while in a police department.

But I can’t help it. And I can’t stop clenching my thighs together under my dress.

Making Theo come undone on a public beach was too much fun. And now I can’t help but think of all sorts of scenarios where he puts handcuffs on me and has his way.

I’ve always liked giving up control to someone I trusted. It quiets all the anxious thoughts in my head, the wondering and overthinking. The fear of not being enough.

And I should’ve known Theo would enjoy being that man since he’s a control freak in every aspect of his life.

It would be fun to be the first woman he cuffed.

“What’s the phone number?” the female officer at the desk asks, popping my fantasy bubble but not reducing the arousal in the least.

I give her Kendall’s cell phone number and she punches it in, then offers me the phone that I maneuver to my shoulder with both hands still restrained together.

“Hello?” Kendall answers, her voice soft and groggy.

“Oh crap. Did I wake you up?” I ask.

“Uh-huh,” she says then the phone shuffles around. “Maggie? Why are you calling me from an island number? Is everything okay?”

“No. Well, yes, we’re okay, but Teddy and I need your help.”

There’s a long pause then, “Don’t tell me he got arrested again.”

“Actually, this time we both got arrested.”