himself. How was he ever going to accept her? The endless forest
seemed to fly by as she walked briskly, unable to get her mind off the
faery prince.
86
Sophie Oak
He was a victim of his own success. He had proven to her, once
and for all, what she wanted in a relationship. Then he’d turned
around and told her he wouldn’t give it to her. She had suspected for a
while that she preferred to be submissive during sex. She wasn’t sure
how she felt about submission outside of the bedroom, and that was
the reality that gave her pause when she thought about the lifestyle. It
was probably asking far too much to get what she wanted in the
bedroom and still remain autonomous outside of it.
She had been walking for a good half an hour when she felt the
panic attack threatening her. What the hell was she doing? Her blood
pressure was rising. She could feel her heart beating a hundred miles a
minute. She was lost. She turned, but everywhere she looked was
exactly the same. Hadn’t she passed that tree before? She was sure
she had. It leaned the same way as the other one. Which way was she
supposed to go?
Oh, why had she ever left the comfort of their bed?
It was stupid decisions like this that always got her in trouble. She
was impetuous. She had never been out of Texas, but she thought she
could navigate on an entirely different plane of existence? She should
have waited until she made it to a village. Maybe there, she could
have hired a guide or something. What the hell was she doing walking
through the woods alone?
“Can I help you, miss?”
Meg started and spun on her heels. She barely missed clocking the
little man with her twirling bag. She ended up on her ass in the dirt,