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help.”
    “This is my fault, ” he said suddenly, reproach in his voice.
    She stiffened and stared up at him in surprise. “What are you talking about?”
    “I’ve been letting you bottle this up. You’ve told me a little of what happened to you, but not everything. You hardly speak of your life before we met anymore . I’ve been letting you get away with that because I didn’t want to upset you. Because when we first met I wanted you to like me, love me, trust me . But we have all that sorted now. So now its time to start talking, my love. The only way to lessen the nightmares is to share them.”
    Ally took a deep shuddering breath. “I’m scared to start talking.”
    “Why?”
    “Beca use if I let everything out, I’m terrified that I’ll shatter.”
    He clasped her face with his hands. “Baby, if you shatter I promise to be right here to pick up the pieces.”
    Ally stared at him , k new he meant every word. Warmth infused her. She could talk to Jake. He’d never judge her or put her down or make her feel foolish for her fears.
    “But first, honey. I think we’d better get some food into you.”
    Jake led Ally to the table. She sat and watched him bustle around, spooning out lasagne onto two plates and whipping up a quick salad.
    She was so lucky to have him.
    Jake was nothing like him . L ike Lyle, her ex-boyfriend. Lyle would never have wait ed on her, would never have even noticed that she’d worked all day without food unless it affected him. If she’d been late with his meals or had forgotten to get his beer or pay the cable, then he’d notice her.
    And not in a good way.
    When she’d met Lyle she’d thought he was the man she’d been searching for. Someone strong and dominant. Take charge. A man who would put her comfort, her health and safety above his own.
    Ally was odd. Or before she’d m et Jake she’d thought she was. T hat there was something wrong with her. She’d dated men. Nice men. Men that never pressured her, never attempted to take charge, tell her what to do.
    They’d done nothing for her. Nada. There had been no spark . She hadn’t been slightly interested in them sexually. And that had worried her. She’d started to think herself frigid.
    Except there was one thing that turned her on. Erotica. Stories filled with dominant men and submissive women. Men that were lo ving, caring, strong and command ing. Men who weren’t afraid to take charge, who put their women’s care and safety above their own . Those sorts of men stirr ed her blood like nothing else.
    Fictional men.
    She never thought she’d meet one for real . Never thought men like that existed.
    And then she’d met Lyle.
    “Hey, there, baby. Where have you gone?” Jake asked in concern.
    She blinked and looked at him, flushing slightly. “Sorry. Kind of zonked out there, didn’t I?”
    He stared at her. “You’re tired. You need more sleep. I’ve really dropped the ball here, haven’t I?”
    Ally hated how he was blaming himself. She wished now that she’d talked to him about her problems. He was right, only by sharing her nightmares would they start to lose the power they had over her.
    “What were you thinking about before ? I didn’t like the look on your face. It wasn’t a good thought whatever it was.”
    She sighed. “I was thinking about when I first met Lyle.”
    Jake frowned fiercely. “Through answering an ad.”
    Jake highly disapproved of the method she’d used to meet Lyle. She’d answered an ad vertisement she’d seen on a spanking website. He ’d said he was looking for a sweet, little girl to take care of, love and discipline as needed. At the time, she knew nothing of age play, but she’d been sick of being a wimp, of living half a life and playing things safe.
    So she’d answered the ad and entered a nightmare. No scolding from Jake was going to make her feel worse than she already did.
    Reaching across the table, he grabbed her hand and squeezed. “I know you were feeling