I squealed in excitement. “I love surprises.”
“I know.”
Chapter Twenty
Daniel
As we climbed the stairs, Ainslee squealed with excitement. She behaved like it was a Christmas morning all over again, and I couldn’t help but grin at her excitement. She wore a wool red dress that reached down to her knees and stockings clipped by a garter belt. The only reason I knew it was because I watched her as she got dressed. Right now, her body was hidden behind a faux fur coat. She insisted she’d never wear a real one, so we returned all the real fur coats and traded them with her faux coats. Only my little diva would insist on not wearing the real thing.
Ainslee’s eyes sparkled as she absorbed the club. Her eyes traveled across the large, elegant venue. Her head whipped from left to right, taking it all in.
“Oh my gosh,” she murmured. “This is beautiful.” Her smile was radiant as she soaked the entire club. “It is so grand. I would have never guessed looking from the outside how amazing this place is. I’ve passed by it a few times and never looked twice,” she admitted. That was the point. I didn’t want to attract tourists, only people with wealth they were ready to piss away. “What’s the name of the club?
“Nightingale,” I told her and her head swiveled to me. Her lips slightly parted, and a range of emotions passed through them.
“Seriously?”
“Yes. Everything I ever do, Ainslee, is for you,” I admitted. “Revelation… I named it for you because you were, still are, my greatest revelation. And this club, it’s for you. It’s always been you.”
I had never forgotten her. It would be impossible to forget her. She was the one for me. I let her go for her own good, but life kept throwing her my way. So maybe… she was mine after all. She was meant for me and I was meant for her.
Tenderness and excitement mixed in her eyes.
“It’s always been you, Daniel.” She bit into her lower lip, her little nervous telltale. “I wouldn’t mind seeing Revelation either. I heard some naughty things happen there. Maybe we could… umm, you know-”
Excitement lingered in her eyes and I couldn’t help but have my hands all over her. She was my magnet. With her, I couldn’t keep my hands to myself any less than I could continue living without air to fill my lungs. Her reaction surprised me, and damn it if it didn’t please me too.
“I hope Revelation is how I envisioned it,” she said in an excited voice. “Layla told me a little bit about it.”
“I hope she didn’t give you any ideas.”
She shrugged.
“I was thinking about signing up for an auction.” She gave me an innocent look and instantly my cock hardened. I could already picture her on stage, her wild hair bright like embers under the lights. I’d be sure to outbid every man that would think he could get their hands on a woman like her.
I growled. “You only do it when I’m there. Understood?”
She fluttered her eyes playfully. “Yes, Master.”
Then she burst into giggles and the young girl I met all those years back was here with me.
“Minx,” I muttered affectionately. Life was finally looking up. If only I could eliminate my damn uncle. “So, how do you envision Revelation?”
“Somehow I picture it all in red, mirrors everywhere, kind of like a porn set.”
I stared at her for a few heartbeats, trying to figure out where she was joking or not. Nope, she was serious.
I threw my head and laughed. “I guess we could re-decorate.”
Ainslee bumped her shoulder against me. “Don’t you dare. Just make sure the next thing on your to-do list is show me Revelation. Layla said it is kind of dark and elegant; sinful but also sexy and tasteful.” She threw me a side glance and grinned.
“Then that will be our next date,” I promised her.
Her smile was as bright as the sun, and her eyes sparkled with happiness.
“I can’t wait. I’m going to start looking for a costume now.” She winked. “Layla said everyone wears a costume.”
I couldn’t hold back a growl, picturing Ainslee in a sexy costume, dressed up only for me.