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"I love the shorts and camisole look," Ella told her, eyeing Melody's outfit as they walked through the club. "I wish I'd thought of that."
Melody had to laugh. "I wish I'd been able to talk Daddy into letting me wear something more like what you have on."
The silky robe was nearly floor length and made Ella look like she should be lounging on a chaise somewhere, sipping a cocktail. Possibly while someone fanned her with a gigantic palm leaf. Probably not Master Connor though. Melody couldn't imagine him being the one to fan her.
Ella's eyes lit up with mischief. "I'm actually in a wee bit of trouble for wearing this... Connor was running late so we met here instead of at home."
"Brat," Sienna teased, laughing, as they walked into the ladies' room. Melody giggled.
As things went, wearing something that followed the letter—although not the spirit—of the theme night wasn't exceptionally bratty. She was sure Ella would pay for it in a mutually satisfying manner.
She'd have to remember that for the future, if she was ever in the same position to choose her own outfit without Daddy changing her before they even got out the door.
They all exchanged greetings with the other women they knew who were in the room and then Sienna and Ella went into their respective stalls. Since Melody didn't actually have to go to the bathroom, she primped in front of the mirror, messing with her pigtails and the bows Daddy had put in them.
"So, you and Kawan are officially living together now, huh?" Ella asked, emerging from her stall. She grinned at Melody, which helped relieve some of Melody's immediate tension at the question. Even though Daddy had made it clear that he wanted her there, she still worried a little bit about what other people would think. Especially his friends. "That's exciting."
"It is," she replied, leaning her hip against one of the sinks as Ella went to wash her hands. "I didn't really think I'd have time for a new relationship right now, but he's made it easy. And it feels right."
"Have you said the 'L' word yet?" Sienna asked, coming up to one of the other sinks. Her eyes were bright with interest.
"No." Although she felt it. Had felt it. But it was so soon, and she was afraid to say it in case he didn't say it back. Or worse, if he said it back because he didn't want to hurt her feelings but didn't actually mean it. Not that she thought she could gather the courage to say it first anyway.
"Oh, don't look so down." Ella wrapped her arm around Melody's shoulders. "He totally does. It only takes one look at him to know that. It's the way he looks at you."
"It's true." Sienna smiled at her reassuringly. "I've never seen him happier than he has been since he met you."
"That might just be the rampant sex," Melody pointed out, making the other two laugh.
"I'm sure that doesn't hurt either," Ella teased, steering her back to the door to the club.
On her first step back into the club, a flash of something bright caught Melody's eye. Was that...fire? Holy crap it was! A submissive was tied down to a table, arms above her head, and the Dom—holy shit, it was Elliott. Elliott!—was setting her onfire!
"Ooo, never seen fire play before?" Sienna asked from behind her, startling Melody and making her realize she was just standing there, staring, and blocking Sienna and Ella's exit from the bathroom. "Want to go take a closer look?"
She did, shereallydid but... "Aren't we supposed to go right back?"
All three of them turned to look as one at the bar where their dominants were sitting. The men appeared to be deep in conversation, none of them paying attention to their immediate surroundings, much less keeping an eye on the restroom.
"We'll just go take a little peek," Ella said, her tone a little wheedling. "I've always wanted to see one of the demonstrations. We'll be so quick, they won't even notice."
As much as Melody wanted to be a good girl, she had to admit, she felt a little rush of excitement at the idea of being a teensy bit sneaky. It wasn't like they were going to hurt anyone by taking a tiny detour, after all.
"Okay," she heard herself saying, taking another quick glance over at her Daddy, who was listening earnestly to something Alexander was saying. "Real quick."
* * *
The girls were taking too long.
Frowning, Kawan turned his head over toward the restroom. No Melody, Sienna, or Ella. Seeing his movement, Alexander and Connor looked over too.
"They might just be talking, like us," Alexander murmured, but his tone had hardened. Deepened.
Like hawks, all three of them swept their gazes around the room, seeking out their prey.
In her soft pink lingerie, Melody was easy to spot, even if the fire play demonstration hadn't drawn his eye. The moment he found her, he relaxed slightly, although he also had to shake his head. Naughty baby girl. If she'd wanted to watch the fire, she should have come and let him know, not walked over by herself.
"Well, I believe that ends the talking portion of the evening," Connor said, pushing back his chair and getting to his feet. "It looks like I now havetwogood reasons to punish Ella tonight."
