We took the limo back to the Bellagio. I couldn't keep my hands off Kat as we rode. I wanted to dominate her. Show her who owned her. And, as I thought about why, I realized I viewed this as a test. Did she really want to marry James? Or if I made enough grand gestures, pushed enough correct buttons, maybe she would pick me? The thought gave me chills because it led to the question of, did I want her to pick me? And why?

"Baby, I don't know if I've ever seen you so horny," she said as I pawed at her dress and kissed her neck. "You...