Page 9 of Black Light: The Crossover
“This is what Elijah and Tyler wanted to show me earlier. It looks good but I’m still terrified of what this did to their budget,” Jax muttered.
“These events always pull in more than we estimate so I’m sure they’re fine,” Emma answered.
Jaxson groaned. “Do not repeat that anywhere near Elijah, okay? Actually, you’re supposed to be quiet right now, aren’t you?”
“Oops?” Emma smiled and Jax rolled his eyes, clenching his jaw, but she knew it was because he was trying to be the stern Dom and was trying to avoid grinning or laughing.
“That’s another punishment,” he growled against the side of her head.
Shit.
“Do you want to use… whatever that is? The naughty kink tree?” Chase tilted his head, and Emma laughed.
“I called it a kink tree, too!”
“That’s another one,” Jax mumbled, and Emma bit her lip as he started walking across the main play area. He hadn’t answered Chase but judging by the dense crowd around the ‘Christmas kink tree,’ they likely wouldn’t even find space if Jaxson wanted to use it.
Still, it was interesting to get a better view of it as Jax carried her past it. The big rope net on one side looked like it could be fun, but the idea of being in the stocks or strung up on the post in the middle made Emma’s stomach twist.
No thank you.
As they entered the hall with the fantasy rooms, Emma thought she knew where they were going… until they passed the medical room, and the dungeon, which only left— “The classroom?”
“Yep,” Jaxson confirmed.
She was so surprised that she couldn’t even figure out how to ask if there was a mistake, because Jax had never shown any inclination toward age play, or even a schoolgirl fetish.
“You two are going to go inside and take your seats. I have a few things to pick up, but I’ll be back soon.” He looked between her and Chase, that wicked smirk plucking at his lips, and she knew he had plans. She could practically see the devious gears in his head turning with possibilities.
What the hell did you cook up with Elijah and Cash?
“Yes, sir,” Chase replied, and Emma quickly repeated it.
“I expect both of you to practice being quiet until I come back.” Jax winked at them and then turned toward the throng of people gathering near the entrance to the costume shop.
Still confused as hell, Emma glanced at the little screen beside the door and noticed it had ‘RESERVED - Cartwright-Davidson’ on it, which proved that his decision to use the room wasn’t random.
He’d planned this.
But why?
Was he introducing a new kink to their relationship?
Chase was the first of them to open the door, and he held it for her, tilting his head toward the interior. When she looked over the arrangement of desks, two in the first row and two in the second, she felt that little flutter of anxiety in her stomach once again. The littles loved to use this room with their Daddies, especially since it could easily be switched to a nursery, but other than the original tour of the club, Emma wasn’t sure if they’d ever gone inside.
Of course, she’d also seen how much fun the littles had when they played, and maybe she would too. But what if she didn’t like it? Would she mess this up? When she glanced at Chase to see if he felt the same, all she got was a warm grin and a shrug.
Right. No talking.
With no other option but to wait and see, Emma chose the desk that was farther from the doorway, and Chase took the one beside her as the door swung shut. He lounged in the seat like the bad boy from some high school movie, not looking the least bit concerned, which made her wonder if the men had planned this little idea together.
It wouldn’t be the first time Chase had leaned into the dominant side of his switch personality and helped to plan a scene, but she knew he also enjoyed the times he got to submit to Jaxson just as much as she did.
You’re driving yourself crazy, Emma. Stop it.
The truth would come out soon enough, but the ticking of the clock on the wall seemed incredibly loud in the silence, especially compared to the roar of voices they’d waded through just moments before.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
