"Umm, I didn't think you were serious."

Her voice holds the slight edge of panic mixed with the sweet sound of her excitement as I raise her hands over her head and tie them to the frame of our bed. As I wind the rope through her wrists, securing them to the metal, her breathing grows heavier. Sweet song to ears that haven't had the pleasure in more days than I care to count.

She twists her head to look up at her hands as I finish the knot. "Why do you have rope in your ...