That’s when he’d grabbed her, pinned her, tied her up and f**ked her twice, reminding her that the month wasn’t up yet.It hit her then. Ben had been telling her before the loan fiasco, before her disastrous plan to force him into just accepting her friendship, before walking away from the club…that he’d wanted more with her.And she wanted more with him. She wanted it all.After all he’d shown her, after all he’d been to her, and now proving—in his typical Dom way—what he wanted to be to her, did she really think she could let him go?No.Hell no.She gathered her things and left the bank early.Ben’s truck wasn’t in his driveway.And where were his pesky dogs?Maybe his truck was in the shop and he’d let the dogs in his haven since it was so cold outside. She shivered as snowflakes whirled around her head and she sought shelter in his woodshop.Although he’d gotten pissy the one time she’d violated his woodworking sanctuary, she hoped he’d forgive her today.But what if her making t
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