-Molly's POV-
I wasn't sure if I would be able to move, and I was almost proud when my feet managed to take me toward Scott's bed. I had sat on it while I was waiting for him, my mind racing with all the possibilities of what could happen when Scott finally made it here.
I did not doubt that whatever he had planned would be just as good as what was in my head.
Laying down on the bed, I watched him closely as he sauntered over toward me. His eyes swept over my body as his sexy lips turned up in a cocky smile. I could see his mind working behind that sultry gaze, and I could almost read what he was thinking.
He reached under the mattress by the headboard and pulled out a velcro strap. Holding my gaze, he grabbed my wrist and wrapped the strap around it, pulling it tightly. He repeated the same action on the other side, then on my legs.
