Outside, instead of a car waiting, she saw a motorcycle parked in the driveway.

She was shocked when he led her to it and handed her a helmet to put on.

She looked at it in bemusement. “I’ve never ridden on a motorcycle before,” she said in awe.

“Scared?” he asked, climbing on to the huge machine.

“Hell no.” Sawyer put on the helmet, grinning. She eagerly climbed on behind Kaden and wrapped her arms around him like she’d seen in the movies. He looked back, smiling at her enthusiasm.

He started the bike, yelling back. “Hang on.” The bike roared down the driveway, and Kaden waved to the security guard on duty as they passed.

As they pulled out onto the street, Sawyer noticed a black explorer with Alec behind the wheel and several of his men inside. Alec followed behind as Kaden drove the bike expertly, keeping his speed down so that Alec could keep up.

When they reached town, Kaden pulled into the parking lot of a small shopping center. The store was tucked between a tattoo shop and a lingerie shop. Sawyer got off the bike as Kaden waited for her. Giving him a curious look, she wondered which shop he was going to. As they walked closer, she saw the one he was heading for was named Naughty Playground.

She was stumped until she drew closer to the sign on the door and saw that a whip outlined the letters on the sign.

“Hell no,” Sawyer said, turning around. She saw Alec and his men waiting inside their vehicle, staring at them. So help her God, if any of them grinned at her, she would kill Kaden.

“Sawyer.” Kaden drew her attention back to him. “You have ten minutes while I wait out here to go in and find what you want me to use when I punish you. I’m not fond of using a hair brush. If you don’t find something appropriate in ten minutes, I’ll come in and you won’t be happy with my choice. Talk back to me and I’ll go inside and make my choice and you’ll really be unhappy.” Kaden reached into his pocket and pulled out some cash, handing it to her. He then crossed his arms over his chest.

Sawyer hesitated.

“Tick Tock,” Kaden said.

Sawyer opened the door, rushing inside the store where the startled female clerk jumped at her entrance. Sawyer’s dazed eyes took in the store and knew she wouldn’t find what she was looking for in time.

“A—ah, where are the umm… I… the—I guess they’re called paddles?” Sawyer asked, confused on about what exactly what to ask for.

The woman came out from behind the counter. Seeing Kaden standing outside the doors, her lips firmed to hide her amusement. Sawyer appreciated the effort, but she was in a hurry.

“I’m kind of in a r—rush.”

“They’re over here.”

Sawyer followed the clerk dressed in leather leggings and a shirt with no sleeves. The top dipped, showing her cleavage.

The woman stopped in front of a display, showing different paddles of different sizes and material. Some were rubber;, some were plastic and some were wood.

“I don’t suppose you would happen to know which hurts the least, would you?”

The woman reached out, taking a black paddle that wasn’t as thick or thin as the others. “This one isn’t too bad,” she said conspiratorially.

Sawyer reluctantly took it from her hand and then turned toward the cash register. A sudden thought had her turning back. She asked, “Is there something else besides paddles men use, which hurts even less than this?”

This time, the woman didn’t try to hide her amusement. Walking to the next aisle over, she pulled down a box. Opening it, she showed Sawyer a small handle with several lashes. “It’s a flogger, it looks scary, but it doesn’t hurt at all compared to the paddle. It’s made of deerskin. Women love this one because it makes the men feel all Dom while it arouses the women. Just don’t forget to yell and scream. Got to make them think it actually hurts.” She gave her a conspiring wink.

Sawyer grabbed it out of her hand, handing the paddle back to her. Going to the register, she paid for it with the cash Kaden had given her. She wasn’t going to give him his change back, either. He deserved to lose it for embarrassing her.

She thanked the clerk and then went back out the door with two minutes to spare, proud of her accomplishment.

Kaden held his hand out for the bag, and Sawyer handed it to him. Deciding to take the clerk’s advice to heart, she managed to fake a look of fear as he opened the bag. When he reached inside the bag to open the box, Sawyer still didn’t worry until he looked back at her, closing the bag.

Handing it back to her, he said, “Wait here.”

With that, he went inside the store. Sawyer watched through the glass door as he spoke to the clerk then saw her rushing down the first aisle, returning with the original paddle she had given her. Kaden shook his head no, saying something that had the woman dropping her eyes and rushing back down the aisle, quickly returning with a larger, red paddle. The rat bastard had known it was a fake prop and wasn’t letting her get away with it. Sawyer watched as he went down another aisle, picking up several items, which she couldn’t see, before paying the clerk. Her stomach clenched when the clerk gave her a look of sympathy as Kaden left the shop.

“Let’s get some lunch,” Kaden said, seeming in a much better mood.

Sawyer followed him back to the motorcycle, watching as he put his purchases into a saddlebag before placing hers in also. Getting on the bike, he turned the motor on as he waited for her to get on.

“Don’t pout. I gave you fair warning, Sawyer. As soon as you learn that I’m the one with the balls, you might actually have some fun.”

“I doubt it,” she said grumpily, putting on a helmet. This time, her arms circled him less enthusiastically.

Kaden pulled out of the parking lot, driving several blocks before he pulled over at another strip mall. This mall seemed more respectable, and she didn’t hesitate to follow him inside the well known department store. She watched as he picked out several items, sometimes even asking her opinion. He chose commonsense items the guys were constantly fighting over on the bus, such as a new pair of shoes for Ax because he had forgotten his favorite pair in a hotel room. Several t-shirts for Sin since he ripped his off constantly when he was on stage. Then underwear for D-mon because Kaden said he was tired of seeing his junk on display.

“Maybe he just likes to show off.”

Kaden laughed at her joke. “It’s hard living on the road. If we don’t replace the essentials, then they start stealing them off each other. If Ax swipes another pair of my socks, I’m going to hurt him.”

He bought R.J.’s wife a set of cookware as a hostess gift. Obviously, he had noticed Jordan was systemically destroying their current set.

“Do you need anything?” he offered.

“Yes, Please.” Sawyer went to the aisle she needed, picking up a package.

“I see my socks aren’t the only ones that Ax has been pilfering,” Kaden said when she laid the large pack of socks on the counter.

“Anything else?” He questioned.

She looked up at Kaden. “Thanks for getting me out of the house. I’m enjoying myself.” Sawyer spoke the truth. She was enjoying herself, except for having to buy the paddle.

“You can give me a present tonight to reward me,” Kaden’s wicked voice whispered into her ear as he put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her to his side as they checked out.

Going outside, the sunny sky lifted her spirits even further. She began to feel like she was leading a normal life for the first time in months. Kaden took her hand, leading her to a restaurant at the end of the mall. The steakhouse was full, but they managed to find a seat without waiting.

The food was good. She finished all of it. Relaxing, Sawyer leaned back in her seat, drinking the last of her wine. She enjoyed spending time with Kaden when he was like this, engaging without being bossy. He had a quick sense of humor, but it could disappear in a second when something irritated him.

The booth next to them had two small children, and the mother was trying to unsuccessfully to soothe the infant. Kaden paid the bill, casting annoyed looks at the couple.

“Sorry,” the mother said apologetically.

“There’s no need to be sorry. No one can control a fussy baby. Try rubbing one of the ice cubes on her gums; she’s the age they can become pretty fussy when they’re teething.”

The mother did as Sawyer had advised and the baby was soon playing with her rattle. As Kaden rose to leave, she thanked Sawyer. Sawyer smiled, following Kaden’s fast stride.

“What’s the hurry?” Sawyer asked once they were outside.

“I can’t stand to be around babies,” Kaden said, walking to his motorcycle.

“I figured that out myself when you said you had a vasectomy,” Sawyer retorted, climbing onto the bike behind him. He didn’t reply to her comment as he drove the bike out into traffic.

Their last stop was a liquor store, where Kaden bought several bottles of expensive wines. Alec came inside and carried them out to the vehicle he was driving.

Sawyer stood to the side while Kaden paid the bill, spotting a donation box for the needy. She counted out the money in her pocket that she had left from the money Kaden had given her earlier, slipping all of the money into the box. Turning away, she saw that Kaden had been watching her.

“Why did you give up your only cash?” Kaden asked.

“I wanted to,” Sawyer said softly. Kaden’s eyes searched hers before he pulled her close.

“Sometimes I can be a dick.” She knew he was referring to his behavior at the restaurant.