Page 26 of Entice

“I’m not a sub, but they seem to like it…sometimes.” He guided her away and toward the social area.

“Jordan, can we borrow you for a few minutes?” Max asked.

Jordan looked down at her. “I’m fine. I’ll wait in the social area.” He nodded.

Crystal noticed a beautiful woman in a leather outfit sitting in the social area. Since Jordan was in a conversation with Max and Damon, she walked over and sat down across from the woman. Her brown hair was arranged in a simple updo. The leather pants fit her like a second skin, as did the deep red corset. Her black knee length boots were magnificent.

The woman’s brown eyes assessed Crystal. Oh crap, she made a mistake. This woman was no submissive, she was—what was it, oh yes—a Domme.

“My apologies,” Crystal said, starting to get up.

“No please,” the woman said in a soft voice. “It’s okay. I saw you come in with Jordan.”

“I don’t want to break protocol on my first time here.”

The woman laughed and several people turned their heads. “No worries. I’m Sage.”

“I’m Crystal. Wait. Did you say Sage?” The name of Jordan’s client.

“Yes. Is there a problem?” The laughter disappeared, and her eyes grew cold.

“No, ma’am. I work for Jordan as a paralegal; that’s why he brought me here. So I could learn about the lifestyle.”

Sage relaxed. “I see. Leave it to Jordan to cover all the bases. Ask me any question you want.”

“Thank you. First off, tell me how you knew you were a Dominant?”

* * * *

When Sage laughed, Jordan turned his head. It had been a while since anyone made Sage laugh. He saw Crystal sitting with her and thought about going over, but Sage smiled at Crystal. They were talking. Good. That was the part of the point of tonight.

He knew Sage would be there. She’d told him she could come on Thursday nights because Brady wasn’t there. He noted Sage looked lost and alone without Brady at her side.

Jordan hated he had to keep the two separated, but until they had the preliminary hearing, he didn’t have a choice. Not that Brady cared about anything right now. He was as miserable as Sage was.

Jordan kept his gaze on the two women as they talked. Crystal’s face was animated, and her hands moved as she talked. He was glad to see her taking the club in stride. He hadn’t been too sure how she’d react. She’d asked him questions while they walked around, but nothing too detailed.

“Crystal looks like she’s doing well,” Damon said.

“Yeah.” He looked at his friend. “You okay?”

“Peachy. Tessa shot me down again. The woman has gotten under my skin.”

“I can tell.” Jordan smiled. “All I can say is tread lightly. Tessa might be the quiet one, but I have a feeling she has steel in her spine. I mean that in the most flattering way. She’s cute.”

“She is.” Damon looked around. “At least tonight is a light crowd.”

“That’s why I brought Crystal tonight. This way she can ask questions and explore without too many people trying to capture her attention.”

“So is she going to be your sub?”

“Jury’s still out.” Jordan wouldn’t mind if she was. Hell, he’d already told her that, but it was up to her to give her consent. Some might say her signing the employment agreement and the club paperwork was consent enough, but the two things were completely dissimilar, one having no bearing on the other. He wanted specific consent.

“Master Damon,” one of the Doms said, approaching the pair. “I need some help setting up the bondage chair, and Master Jordan, if you have time, would you instruct me on how to get my sub to relax? This is her first time playing in public.”

Jordan looked over at Crystal. She was deep in her conversation with Sage. She’d be safe there. “Sure.”

“Thank you.” The trio walked over to the bondage station and began working.

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