Page 27 of Reignite

I had the distinct feeling she wanted to stick her tongue out at him. But she held it. Control? Or submission?

I’d like to see where this relationship went. They were a good match if they could figure themselves out. Dominic could switch, but what did Addison need?

I saw a little bit of myself in her. Look how long had it taken me to figure out what I needed.

“Come on back to my home office, and we’ll do some paperwork.”

“I’m hired?” The surprise was cute on her.

“I know what I like, and I like you. The job is yours for the taking, mija.”

As was Dominic.

She looked at Dominic who was grinning his face off, then back to me. She had a new fire there. It looked good on her.

“Oh, great. Then I’ll take it.”

“Good, follow me.”

I took Addison back to my desk and pulled out the same kind of contract I’d done with Dominic, Hawk, and Lilly. I filled in a generous salary and slid it across the table to her.

She slid it back.

“I’m not for sale like that.”

I’d hit some sort of nerve. “Like what?”

“That amount of money is way beyond the scope of the job I was thinking you were hiring me for. So, the rest must be for something else you want to buy from me. Dominic assured me you weren’t opening that kind of club.”

Ah. “You mean prostitution?”

She nodded curtly. “I don’t sell myself.”

Good girl. “I promise that I’m not asking you to. What I am asking is a lot though. The task I’ve set for making my club a place where anyone can feel comfortable playing in, isn’t an easy one. This isn’t a simple floor monitor and orientation job. You’ll be an integral part of my club.”

Damn. I meant our club. Mine and Gray’s.

She looked at the paper again and narrowed her eyes at the page. “It’s still too generous and that makes me wary.”

“I understand, but I believe in paying people what they're worth. If you don’t think you’re worth this much, then I’ll expect you to work on that.”

Addison stared at the paper and blinked more times than I could count. A firestorm of decisions were happening inside her head. I waited to see what would burn out first.

She grabbed the paper and pen and signed.

“Excellent.” I gave her some of the other basic employee documents to fill out too. “Can I ask you a question while you do that paperwork?”

I might as well do some multi-tasking. I grabbed my stack of mail and opened the first envelope. A bill for the sex toys we’d be stocking in the club.

“Maybe. Like what?”

“We haven’t been here that long and I’m looking for some, uh, suppliers for the club.” Some things, like toys, could be ordered online. I also wanted a boutique with fetish clothes and jewelry. I didn’t want junk either. I sliced through several more envelopes and stacked them according to what I needed to do with them.

Addy continued to fill in all the boxes on the employment forms. “Oh sure.”

“Dominic implied you’ve been in the scene here a while. I thought you might know of some kink friendly clothing and jewelry designers.” The only piece of mail left was the mystery package. I pulled off the brown paper and found a tufted linen box inside with an intricate mandala logo imprinted in gold on the lid. It was the same as the necklace Gray had given me the other day.

Addy and I both stared at the box.

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