““Osh, we are going to have to tie you up and torture you. Sorry." "Really?" He stood and removed his top hat, a broad grin splitting his perfect face. With the enthusiasm of a virgin at a brothel, he slapped his hands together and rubbed them in anticipation. "Where do you want me?" "That chair will be fine. Just scoot it to the middle of the room." Cookie's office wasn't huge, but it was big enough to tie Osh up and torture him. Gemma's eyes rounded in concern when Osh sat down and Garrett began the bondage process. Was it wrong that I had a hankering for gay porn at that moment? I walked over to them to make sure Garrett's knots were inescapable. But inescapable to a human and inescapable to a Daeva were two very different things. Osh could most likely get out of pretty much any sticky situation, but if it did nothing else, it would damned sure slow him down. Garrett's handiwork made certain of that. Osh grinned up at me. "You gonna do the deed, sugar? You gonna hurt me?””
