So I wrote this as a continuation of When One Is Being Hunted, but I had Invisible People a little in my head too, and maybe got them a little mixed.

I think it works for Aisleigh and her new sub, though.

“All right. If we’re going to sell this – and we’re going to have to sell it – you’re going to have to be believable. And so am I.”

She stretched. This wasn’t going to be easy. ​”I’m rusty, and I’m not ashamed to admit that. It’s been… well. It’s been a while.”

He looked up at her, his lips curling in a smile that was too close to superior to be healthy in a sub. “You don’t like it.”

“Hush now.” She tapped him very lightly on the side of the head, not a hit so much as an admonishment. “There’s no reason to be teasing me like that.”

He cringed. She had not been expecting that. She hadn’t been expecting the way he dropped to his knees and dropped his head, or the way his expression went blank. Nor the murder somewhere behind the blank expression, the way his spine was too tight and his smile was too perfect.

Someone had done this person a disservice, and then some.

“Easy, easy.” She put her hand on his shoulder. “I didn’t mean anything by that and it won’t happen again. Come back to me now. Easy now, come back.”

He looked up at her, blinked, and his smile vanished into a worried frown. “What-”

“Seems like you’ve got some interesting traps in that mind, dear. We’ll have to explore those very, very carefully.”

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