"And if you don't agree, I'll tie you up--and not in the fun way--and lock you in your bedroom." My mouth dropped open. "Okay, maybe in the fun way. Like later, after everything is done, I'll come back and--" I cut him off. "I'd like to see you try to tie me up." His eyebrow arched. "I bet you would." "Shut up," I growled. "I'm being serious." "So am I. You're wearing the opal."