"Hey." Wyatt moved closer, reading her expression. "You're safe. This is controlled and I'll stop the second you say the word."

She nodded. "It's not you... it's the thought—"

"I know what you're thinking." He grabbed a mat from against the wall, spread it on the floor. "Lie down. On your back."

Lauren lowered herself to the mat, her heart hammering. Wyatt knelt beside her, his expression completely professional despite the intimacy of the position.

"I'm going to straddle you," he ...