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“You could say that.”

I tamped down a groan as visions of Emma, on her knees sucking my cock to the back of her throat, flashed in my mind.

“So, am I correct to assume she likes a kinky slice of life, too?”

“In a big way.”

“Well, hell, man, bring her to the club. Help her spread her wings, unless you think she’s not ready.”

“She probably is, but…”

I trusted Dalton, but I wasn’t going to out Emma. A, it wasn’t my place to spill her secrets. And B, the fewer people who knew her true identity, or that she was with me, hiding from a deranged psychopath, the better.

Of course, I’d immediately shared Emma’s secrets with Mack. He was more than a brother from another mother. He was my brother in arms. We’d spent years crawling through deserts and jungles watching each other’s backs. I knew he was more than capable of doing whatever it took to help me keep Emma safe.

Safe.

Suddenly, I had an epiphany.

“I’ll talk to her about it. But first, while I’ve got you on the phone. Do you know who installed the security cameras at the club?”

“Sorry, I don’t. But funny you should ask. After a couple of the monitors in my office glitched out the other day, Mika—the actual owner of the club—wants to update the entire security system.”

“Awesome. Do you know who he’s gonna use?”

“As a matter of fact, I do. Our friends, and fellow Doms, Ian and James are flying in from Chicago to do the install. They own a PI company in Chicago and just finished upgrading the club there for Mika.” Dalton’s voice turned low with concern. “Why? What’s going on? You need their help with something?”

I did. But friends of Dalton’s or not, I wasn’t gonna let two private investigators—who might have already been contacted, or God forbid, hired by the Bishops and Fairchilds—anywhere near Emma.

“No. Everything’s fine…just getting overrun by coyotes out here. They’re thick as flies this year and stressing out the cows,” I lied.

“That sucks.”

“Meh. I’ll run them off.”

“Sounds good,” Dalton replied. “Look, I need to fly, but seriously, man…talk Aubrey into coming to the club. It’d be good to see you again.”

Aubrey.Fuck!

Hearing him call Emma by that name made my stomach knot.

If in fact she wanted to go to Genesis, we’d have to come up with a club name for her.

“It’d be better for her to find out I’m not as sadistic or demanding as other Doms,” I scoffed.

“Don’t try telling me you only want her there for purely educational reasons, my friend. I know better.” Dalton chuckled.

“I wasn’t saying that.” I grinned.

After ending the call, dozens of ball-churning images of Emma—cuffed to a cross, tied to a spanking bench, and covered in elegant Shibari knots swaying beneath a suspension frame—crowded my mind as I hurried back to the kitchen.

If she showed any interest in going to the club, which I suspected she would, I’d need to take her shopping again.

ChapterFourteen

Emma

My heart had been pounding ever since Grant returned to breakfast and asked if I’d like to visit Club Genesis with him. Of course, I saidyes, without thinking twice. But now, inside the lobby of an actualBDSM club, waiting in line beside him while he chatted with the people around us, my heart was practically beating out of the rhinestone and lace covered corset hugging my chest.

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