“You quit what?” Brandon asks in a voice that is so low I am surprised I can hear him. I wrap my arms around myself, shiver and sink my teeth into my lips as the distance between us disappears. “Quit what, El?”

“Being your sub,” I reply without meeting his gaze, afraid to see the disappointment swimming in them. “I’m sorry, I can’t do it.”

Water from my hair streams down my back and I shiver again. I make sure to keep my eyes on the floor; I don’t want to see that part of him that’s responsible for this embarrassing situation. I tried, I did try to swallow but...