“Because she’s not a nice person, and I doubt she’s even a submissive. She likes to make women jealous.”

“That’s not nice.”

He kissed the top of her head again. “No, Sweetheart. It’s not.”

He opened the main door, pulled her through, and let it shut behind them. He hid a smile when she jumped at the thud of the door closing behind them. She crowded closer to him, and with wide eyes, looked around.

“Little Sub,” he warned.

Her head immediately dropped, making him smile. He led her past the long bar and into the sub lounge. He saw Jake with his sub tucked against him. Jake waved when he saw them, kissed his sub’s temple, and came to them.

“You have a lovely sub, Grant,” Jake said.

If her grip got any tighter, his fingers would fall off. “Yes, she is. Her name is Sara. This is also the first time she’s ever been in this type of club. That’s why I asked if your sub and the others would help her.”

“Absolutely. They are excited to meet her. Come this way.”

Jake led them to a small group of women.

“May I introduce them?” Jake asked.

Grant nodded. “Please.”

“Sara, I’d like you to meet Janessa, Cat, Hanna, and Bella. Bella is my submissive. They are anxious to meet you and would love to answer every question you have. Would you like that?” Jake asked.

She peeked at Grant, and when he nodded, she said, “Yes, Sir.”

“How about you sit with them? I need to talk to a few people, but I’ll be back,” Grant said.

“But…” Sara said.

“Sweetheart. I would never leave you with anyone I didn’t trust. These are nice women. It won’t be long. I’ll also tell you to stay with them until I get back. No leaving the sub lounge.”

She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

He kissed her forehead. “Good. The girls are waiting.”

Sara walked to them but glanced back at him a few times. The girls parted so there was space between them for her to sit. Right away, she was engrossed with the women, answering their questions.

Grant checked on her a few more times, but she wasalways laughing or talking to one of the girls. He planned on showing her around in a bit, but he thought it was more important for her to bond with the other women. He leaned against the bar and sipped a beer, looking at Sara as he talked to Macy.

“Fuck me,” Macy said.

Grant glanced at him. “What?”

“Isn’t that your ex-wife?”

Grant looked around and almost groaned when he saw her headed his way. “Fuck is right.”

“Ohhh, there’s my husband. I’ve been looking for you.”

His eyes ran down her body. She was even thinner than before, so she looked emaciated. She’d also gotten a boob job, and it only made her look more fake.

“It’sex-husband. What do you want, Kendra?” he asked.

Her bottom lip came out in a pout that just pissed him off. When she started running her hands over his chest, he grabbed onto her wrist and squeezed. “I didn’t give you permission to touch me.”

“Oh, poo. Don’t be mean. It’s been so long, and I miss you.”