Page 8 of Masked Indulgence
“Well, you and I need to hang out a bit when we get back to Los Angeles. I’d like to see you some time before New Year’s Eve. Catch you later, Nixon,” he said, then hungup.
My eyes flew to the bathroom door, where Katana was coming out. She’d wrapped her perfect body in a fluffy pink towel. “Did I hear you talking tosomeone?”
“Yeah,” I said as I put my cell down on the nightstand. “Seems we’ll never be going back to that clubagain.”
Her dark brows rose. “And why might thatbe?”
“It’s destroyed. Some explosions occurred. I don’t know the full story. One of my buddies from the club just called to ask if I had made it out okay.” I got up and walked straight to her, gathering her into my arms, still naked as the day I was born. “I’m so glad I got you out of there before anything happened,Katana.”
“My God, Nix. How lucky are we?” she asked, and I felt a chill run through her as her body shook abit.
She’d called me Nix. My mother called me that. No one else ever had. I had a reputation that usually stopped anything like that. But I loved the way it sounded coming out of hermouth.
Pulling back, I didn’t let her go as I looked at her with a smile on my face. “Nix, huh? Okay, I’ll give you that one. But does that mean I get to call youKat?”
With a sigh, she gave me a weak smile. “I don’t know if we’ll be doing anymore calling each other anything. When we leave here, this is over. No strings. I recall how this all works. We had one hot night, and there’ll be nothing more. I know the rules. I’m not going to botheryou.”
I’d kind of like her to botherme.
I nodded, knowing she had had to sign something at the club that held her to that promise. But it didn’t stop me from feeling a bit bad aboutit.
I genuinely liked the woman. “You do have my number if you really need me. Not that I think you would—but if you do, you haveit.”
“I won’t use it.” She turned her head. “That’s not what either of us went to that club for, right? One hot night of crazy sex is what we went there for, and we got that.” She looked back at me, and I saw something shimmer in the backs of her blue eyes. Her hands moved up my arms, reaching up to cradle my face. “I’ll keep the memory of last night locked away in my mind forever, Nixon Slaughter. It’s my most cherished one so far.” She kissed my lipssoftly.
Now it was my turn to feel the chill, and my body quaked for a moment. I tightened my hold on her, pulling her closer to me and kissing her back in a way I’d never done with another one-night standsub.
A knock on the door interrupted what was sure to turn into another sexual escapade. My brain was thankful; my cock was not. “That would be your clothes. Put them on while I shower. Don’t you dare leave. I’ll have the driver I hired take you home after he takes me to the airport. I’d get you home first but I’ve got to go in to the office once I get back home. Most days are work days forme.”
“Okay,” she said with a smile. “That’s very sweet ofyou.”
Sweet? Was I beingsweet?
I let her go and walked away, knowing I wasn’t being myself with her. I was anything but sweet. Back in L.A I was known for my aloofness and for never dating anyone for more than a couple weeks. Most of the time, business occupied my mind. I’d been accused of being neglectful by my dates, answering calls at dinner, getting up and walking away, leaving my dates alone with no explanation as towhy.
As I showered, I tried to think about business to get my head back in working order, but Katana kept popping into my mind with memories of her sweet smile or her hotkiss.
I had to hurry up and get sexy little Katana home and away from me. Her hooks seemed to be sinking into me, and I couldn’t have that atall.
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PartTwo
Chapter6
Katana
Sittingdown at my computer to get to work on a new book cover, I still wore the gorgeous dress Nix bought me. We’d parted ways only a couple of hours before, and his goodbye kiss still tingled on mylips.
I stared blankly at the computer screen. My mind couldn’t focus on anything other than the events of last night. When my cell rang, I jumped and looked at it, hoping it might behim.
But it couldn’t be him. He didn’t have my number. I had his, though I’d never call it. It wasn’t a sub’s place to call her Master, even if their pact was only for onenight.
Blyss’s name lit up my phone, and I answered the call. “Hi, Blyss. How’s itgoing?”
“You sound way too calm, Katana. Didn’t you go to the club last night?” sheasked.
“I did, and I left it only a short time after I arrived, as the most handsome Dom picked me before I had a chance to see much of the club you’ve told me so much about.” I got up and walked to the window to look outside as I conjured up the memory of the first time I’d laid eyes onNix.
