Page 19 of Dominate Me

Chapter Six

Haley

What had happened?

As I sat at the brewery Jensen demanded that I go to, waiting and watching the seconds tick by on the clock behind the bar, I replayed the disaster that had just occurred.

My emotions were frayed. I had been completely embarrassed when Jensen first grabbed my arm and tugged me down the hall, and then slightly afraid as anger rolled off him that I was there. When realization sunk in that he was the man I was looking for, dread flooded my body.

I needed a lawyer.

I wanted a Dom.

As eight minutes turned to ten and then fifteen, it dawned on me that I might have just messed up everything with my actions tonight. I could have just screwed myself out of a lawyer, as well as a Dom, and done it all in one swoop.

“Ugh,” I groaned, and pushed my glass of sparkling water away from me. After sliding a tip under the glass, I shifted on the stool, intent on leaving.

He was late. Perhaps he’d save me the embarrassment I was still reeling from, along with a deep fluttering in my stomach at the words he’d said about spanking me, and I could disappear.

I’d find a new club. Maybe go back to KinkLife and find a Dom online.

“Going somewhere?” A rich, deep voice rumbled from behind me and my head snapped to him.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” I admitted, hating the pitiful tone in my voice.

Jensen rested his hand on the back of my barstool and twisted it until my knees were touching his.

“Look at me, Haley.”

Reluctantly, I dragged my eyes to his, skipping over the way his black dress pants hung perfectly from his trim waist, highlighted by a thick black belt, and how the press of his light blue dress shirt curved over his chest.

“Yes, sir?”

His lips twitched before spreading into a gentle smile. “How about tonight, we go grab a seat in a booth, and talk? For a while, we’ll be Jensen and Haley, okay?”

A shiver rolled through me, sparking goose bumps down my arms and raising the hairs at the back of my neck.

It was just what I needed. “Thank you, I’d like that.”

“Good.” He held out his hand. “I have a table ready for us then.”

He guided me through a long row of booths that had high-backs, giving every table complete privacy, until we reached the very last booth in the row where he gestured for me to sit.

My apology bubbled from me before he was sitting across from me. “I’m so sorry about tonight. I shouldn’t have come to the restaurant looking for you, and I know how unprofessional it was, but when your assistant—”

“Haley.” He raised a hand. “Take a breath and calm down. I’m not angry.”

Before I could say anything, a young waitress appeared at our table and slid two menus on the table. We gave our drink orders and after she walked away, I realized Jensen had never once turned to look her way.

His gaze, his attention, remained solely fixed on me.

That fluttering sensation deep in my stomach beat a bit harder, warming me and calming me.

“Have you eaten?” he asked, nodding toward the menu.

“No. I didn’t have time, before...” I let that trail off and flashed him a nervous smile.

“Find something to eat, it’s late and you must be hungry.”

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