Page 23 of Salacious Desires

“Right. Well, I have something I might need your help with.”

“Tell me.”

He stays silent while I tell him as much as Lily’s told me about the commune.

“Do you want me to look into it, or do you want me to wipe it off the face of the earth?”

Jesus.

“Right now, just look into it. Whatever happens, there are women and children in there who will need safe places to go. It’s possible there will be women who have been so brainwashed that they don’t want to be split up from their husbands, and we’ll need to cross that bridge when we get to it.”

“I’ll be in touch this evening. I’ve already found the location using a satellite. It’s big. Probably two hundred houses up there.”

This is exactly why I wanted to talk to Cage. He could probably have the entire commune dissolved by tomorrow if I gave him the go-ahead.

“Thanks, Cage. You know, you can stop by Edge sometime. You are a member, after all. Paying five grand a month, I might add.”

“When you guys get a play area for Littles, then maybe I’ll stop by once in a while.”

I chuckle and shake my head. Cage is a Daddy Dom, which is why he goes to Surrender and The Playground. They have special areas set up for Daddies and Littles who don’t want to mix in with the dungeon players.

“Then why do you keep a suite on the third floor?”

“Because it’s smart to have a place to hide out in every possible city I might visit.”

My shoulders tense. “You’re using my club as a hideout? What the fuck?”

“Relax. It’s a joke. I have a hideout room at The Playground. Don’t tell Jace and Zane.” He chuckles. “I keep my room with you guys because you and your brother are rich as fuck and have your own private jet. It’s always smart to be in good with the rich guys.”

I snort and shake my head. “You’re also rich as fuck and have your own jet, so why the fuck would you need ours?”

“Because two jets are better than one. Jesus, Drake. Keep up.”

“You’re fucking weird, Cage.”

“I know. My brothers tell me that all the time. I’ll call you tonight.”

Before I can respond, he ends the call, and I stare at my phone for a full minute, trying to decide if I just made a huge mistake calling him.

“You look beautiful.”

Lily steps out of the house, her mouth curving into a shy smile. “Thank you.”

I hold my arm out and lead her to my SUV. She stops and looks at it, then looks at me.

“I thought this would be more comfortable for today.”

When she climbs into the passenger seat, I pull the seatbelt and reach over to latch it. Her floral scent is intoxicating. I could drink it in all day and never get tired of it.

“You smell edible, Lily.” I’m still leaning into the car, my face only inches from hers.

Her gaze darts around nervously as she fidgets with her fingers. “You smell good, too.”

I wink at her and straighten. “Thank you, baby. Let’s go have some fun.”

Once we set off, I reach over to take one of her hands. “How’d you sleep? Have you eaten yet today?”

Considering it was almost three in the morning when I dropped her off at home, she should have slept until almost eleven this morning to have gotten a full eight hours of sleep.

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