Page 58 of Reignite

Other Women’s Love Lives

Icouldn’t keep my mouth shut any longer. “Your friend is right. Every girl in here has been jealous of you all night.”

Ness glanced over at me and blinked a few times. “Who, me?”

“Don’t be that way, mija. Confidence is much sexier than naiveté, especially in a submissive.” It took me longer than I wanted to learn that lesson for myself.

I saw the truth of awareness dance across her skin, exciting her. That excited me.

“Very true. Thank you.” She straightened her dress, and ran a hand over her hair.

“May I?” I walked up behind her and pointed to her pretty dark brown waves.

“Sure.”

I grabbed her ponytail and yanked the band holding it in place. Then I ran my fingers through to the scalp and scrubbed. I wasn’t gentle, either. She needed a way to focus, and a touch of pleasure pain could do that every time.

“There you go. You should always wear that just-fucked look for your hair. Now, lick your lips and give your cheeks a pinch and Cade will have a heart attack when you go sit in his lap. That or come right there in his pants.”

I didn’t even give her a chance to look in the mirror, no second guessing herself. I pushed her out the door satisfied with my work. I grabbed my whiskey and leaned against the counter.

“Are you ready to come out, mija?” I hadn’t forgotten the pretty blonde hiding in one of the stalls.

A second later Ness stuck her head back into the room.

I lifted my drink. “Damn, busted. I’m trying to quit, but these call to me in an evil devil's voice every so often.” The devilish voice of Grayson Baker.

She waved my drink off. “No, no. I, uh, well, who are you?”

I laughed and put the glass down on a golden tray. “I am Angelina, and I own Devils and Angels.”

“Oh, it’s very nice to meet you.”

“Go, mija. Don’t keep Cade waiting, because you’ll likely enjoy the punishment from him too much.” I shooed her away with my hands.

I’d grill Dani later on how that part of the evening turned out.

I took another sip and realized that I had recognized the hiding girl. She’d been playing with Hawk’s friend, something Jamison. But I knew her from somewhere else.

Aha. She was Eden Stone, the author. She’d joined when we did our membership drives before opening, but as far as I knew, had never been in.

She popped her head out of the swinging door and looked around before coming out.

“Ah, Ms. Stone. I’m so glad you finally decided to use your membership.”

If I was wrong and she’d been playing all this time, she could correct me. But she was hiding in the bathroom, like I was. She’d been overwhelmed too.

“Yeah, my online research only got me so far.” She nodded and a small smile creeped up around the edge of her lips.

“And did you find what you were searching for tonight?”

She opened her mouth to tell me and herself a lie. Interesting.

Eden thought for a second and then said, “I think maybe I did.”

Oh good. She was going to get what she wanted and needed. “I thought so, but then, why are you keeping Mr. Jamison waiting?”

“I’m not sure.” She got that I’m-lying-to-myself look on her face. “I got scared.”

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