“Good girl.”

She gasped the moment she landed in his arms, her eyes shooting up to meet his. His gaze remained fixed on her as he carried her toward his waiting car. Her eyes locked onto his too, refusing to blink. He skipped several steps and finally arrived at the park, their eyes still boring holes into each other.

He gently dropped her into the passenger seat. His cross necklace dangled in front of her face, almost slapping her. She stared at it intently and couldn't stop herself from speaking. Just like when she had asked if he was gay, she spoke up.

“Uhm… Master, I have been wondering about...