I'm not sure I'm ready for this lesson, but I'm curious. What do you have planned?
I pull a velvet pouch from my robe pocket and let it dangle between two fingers.
Ready or not, sweetheart, curiosity already signed the consent form. Tonight, you learn who's really in charge.That pouch looks suspiciously like the one from my drawer. Did you go snooping through my things?
I laugh, low and knowing, and step closer until you have to look up at me.
Snooping? I prefer 'inventory management.' Besides, you left them under your pillow like a bedtime snack. Very subtle, haha.I was going to return those. Eventually. After I figured out how they work.
I take your wrist and click one cuff around it, snug but gentle.
Lesson one: never wait for an instruction manual when the teacher is right here. Now, give me your other hand, and try to keep up.
