Page 93 of The Heart

Colton gives me that infuriating smirk of his as he ceremoniously swivels around then hops from the bartop to behind the counter… barefoot. I roll my eyes as he waltzes over to where the guys are standing and leans over the bar like he’s about to take their fucking orders.Typical.

“Hey, guys! Leena said she liked my dick!” he shouts over the loud music.

“That’s not what I said, Fisher!” I shout back.

“Oh-ho!Back to the last name. You really did it this time, boss,” Jace says to him, slapping him on the shoulder as he passes.

“Oh, here!” Colton raises one finger signaling for me to wait, then heads further down the bar, ducking to pull something out from under it. He practically skips back over with the entire container of cherries, setting them in front of me as a peace offering.

He knows I like these damn things and they never give me enough of them.

“I’m so sorry, Leena Rose Hart, will you please forgive me so I can have my first name back? Or does calling me Fisher turn you on? I’m fine either way.” He gives me a sideways grin.

“You can’t just steal all their cherries, Colt,” I lecture, pushing them away from me.

He grabs one out by the stem, then uses it to point at the area behind me. “My stage. My bar. My cherries,” he says, putting it between his teeth and popping it off the stem, chewing and smiling as he pushes the bowl forward. Then he fucking winks at me before turning to lean on the bar in front of the guys, joining their conversation.

I stare after him, brows furrowed as I work out what the hell that meant.

“How do you know the owner?” a soft voice says behind me.

I turn to find the woman who was in the show with Colton standing against the counter beside me. She’s let her hair down, is wearing heels and threw on a shimmery, practically see-through dress over her harness, but she’s definitely still naked under there.

“The owner?Him?”I point over at Colton, my eyes going wide.

“Yeah, that’s him… the man who just gave me five orgasms.” She smiles sweetly.

“Five?” I try to count in my head, she laughs at the effort.

“One was right before the lights came up, that’s why I was already out of breath. I get nervous in front of people sometimes, and well…” She smiles. “He’s the only Dom who can get me off while we’re on stage. With everyone else, I just fake it when I’m up there.”

I shove a cherry in my mouth while I try to think of literally anything other than how good myroommateis at giving orgasms. It’s then I remember she asked me a question.

“Oh, um… I met Colton this past summer, he works for us,” I say, realizing how weird it sounds that her boss is my employee.

“Oh, shit! You mean the fancy bodyguard service he’s always running off to? I’m so glad you hired him, he’s been a lot less moody since you did,” she says.

“He has?” I ask, because I can’t picture Colton beingmoody.But I guess I didn’t know him before.

“Absolutely.” She chuckles, and I push that aside to overthink later.

“So how long has he owned it?” I ask, still trying to wrap my head around all of this.

“Oh gosh, probably about two years now? Business was slow and the old owner couldn’t afford it. We were going to lose this place.” She looks around fondly. “For some of us, it’s our only income, and we have families, ya know? Hell,we’rea family,” she says, pointing toward where Jace and several of the other staff are laughing at the far end of the bar. “Colton was already working here as a Dom, and so when the owner went to sell, he just… bought it. He fixed the place up, added the restaurant, the show, does all the choreography. He keeps us in business. He even shows up most nights to perform, help out behind the bar or train new Doms. I know he has a million other things to do, so we really appreciate it when he does.”

I look back at Colton who’s carelessly laughing with my guys. I can’t imagine how much is involved in running a place like this, and he’s doing it while working for us?

“Oh! And those are the Doms who trained him,” the woman says, pointing between my guys and Colton.

My eyes snap back at her.

“Excuse me,what?”I stare at her wide-eyed, and she looks confused.

Then I feel a large hand on my back. “Is Mia getting us into trouble over here, sweetheart?” Sebastian glances down at me and smiles, before making his way over to the woman. He crouches down so she can wrap her arms around his neck and he hugs her tight, giving her one quick lift before setting her down. When she pulls away, he kisses her hand in a very gentlemanly gesture considering that the woman is naked. “How’ve you been?” he asks, both of them smiling wide.

“I’ve been great. The show has really been helping with my confidence. And the kids are both in school, can you believe it?” She chuckles.

“No way! And they like it?” he asks.

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