Page 62 of Training His Pet

Found something on the resort owner. Emailing you what I have.

Danny. She chewed on her lip.

“One minute, Erika!” Dax’s voice carried through the cabin with a stiff warning.

“Coming.” She put the phone back on the nightstand. She’d log on to her computer later and get all the information she needed. For now, she had a movie to watch.

Chapter Twenty-One

Dax took off the lidfrom the grill to turn over the meat. It had been too long since he’d made a good steak. Grills weren’t exactly safe to use on an apartment balcony, no matter what the other people in his building thought.

He glanced at the cabin. Erika was in the living room with her laptop, working. He thought of suggesting she bring her computer outside and hang out with him while he made dinner but shook it away.

They’d spent most of the day together already. After all the play time yesterday and another round of amazing sex before falling asleep in his bed, he was trying to give her a little space.

Dax turned the heat down on the grill. Charcoal would have been his first choice, but he used what was available.

“Hey, Dax.” Devin walked around the corner of the cabin toward him.

“Hey.” Dax nodded his greeting. “What’s up?”

“This grill working okay for you?” Devin nodded toward the grill.

“Yeah.” Dax eyed him. “What’s wrong?”

Devin laughed. “Nothing. I just thought I’d come down to check in on you.”

“On me?” Dax laid the tongs on the shelf of the grill.

“Well, when I asked Erika, she just said you were fine—but in that evasive sort of way.”

“Erika?” Dax looked back at the cabin. “When did you talk to Erika?”

Devin slid his hands into his jean pockets. “Just a few minutes ago.” He paused. “At the main dungeon.”

Dax’s ears perked along with his jaw tightening. “She’s at the main dungeon?”

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