Page 10 of Falling for Fallon

“Help me out here, would you?Your friend is skating on the outer rim of the sanity bell, and I’m having trouble wrapping my head around these new parameters for tour guides.”

Silas had to give Fallon credit; her snark was damned witty for a woman who was being bombarded with something new and unfamiliar at every turn.

“What Carson is saying is there will be times when your profanity will not be permitted.Most Doms want their submissives to remain respectful during scenes and any time you are in the club.”Silas reached forward to smooth the back of his fingers along the side of her face, tracing the column of her neck to her collarbone.“You know we’re interested in you—I can see it in your eyes.Every time we touch you, your heart rate kicks up, and your breathing becomes shallow.If I had to guess, I’d say you don’t understand why your body is responding to two men you just met, and you’re having trouble remembering why your fantasies about ménage are supposed to be taboo.”

“How?”Fallow swayed before Silas wrapped his hands around her upper arms to steady her.“How did you know?Am I that transparent?Does it make me look desperate?Hell, even I think I’ve lost my mind.”

Rather than answer her loaded questions, Silas led her into the bathroom and began brushing her hair.Once the long strands were tangle-free, he divided the thick mass into equal parts and quickly worked the sections into a single braid.Securing it with a piece of leather he found in the drawer, he was pleased she’d remained still while he worked.

“Let’s get downstairs before Kent and Kyle think we’re going to keep you up here all night.”As tempting as the thought was, Fallon needed to see what she was getting into—both personally and professionally.For all he knew, she might decide the whole thing was too much and walk away.She’d obviously walked away from a former lover to move to Texas, so it wasn’t out of the realm of possibility she could do it again.As soon as the doors of the elevator slid closed, Fallon started to fidget.

“I can’t believe you didn’t let me put on underwear.Everybody and their blind grandmother will be able to see my breasts and pink bits.It’s indecent.I hope I don’t have to meet Ms.Lilly like this.She’ll be scandalized.I don’t want to embarrass her or make her think my mother was a failure.Not that my mom would ever winMother of the Year, but still.”

Silas looked at Carson over her head and knew his friend was thinking the same thing—Fallon was one of those wonderful subs who chattered when they were nervous.During his time as a Dom, Silas had learned to appreciate nervous chatter because there was usually a wealth of information buried in what some Masters deemed unnecessary noise.He’d seen Doms at the club punish their submissives without taking time to listen to the words… words that could easily cement the bond between them.

“Don’t worry about Lilly.You won’t find anyone more open-minded and accepting than Lilly West.”

“Kent and Kyle are playing with Tobi tonight, so Lilly won’t be here.Dean and Del won’t come to the club when their sons are playing.They say they saw enough of their sons’ naked backsides when they were growing up, and they don’t want to violate Tobi’s privacy.”

Carson was right.The elder Wests were all three crazy about Tobi and went to great lengths to preserve their relationship.The two retired oilmen had built a club-worthy playroom in their home so they could continue playing without risking the obvious privacy issues with the daughter-in-law they adored.

Stepping into the club’s main room, Silas closely watched Fallon’s reaction and was pleased when her eyes widened with interest rather than shock or revulsion.The club’s new bartender looked like a kid in a candy store, standing on tiptoe and craning her neck, making sure she didn’t miss anything.

“Don’t try to take it all in at once, Cher.We’ll make certain you get the see anything that interests you, but first, let’s stop by the bar so you can meet a few people.Members aren’t allowed anything alcoholic to drink before playing, but it doesn’t keep them from gathering around the bar for conversation.”

“I assume there is a system for identifying someone who’s had wine or a cocktail?”

Fallon hadn’t stopped straining to see the various scene areas as they walked through the main room, and Silas was impressed she was able to carry on a conversation without appearing to pay attention.Hell, maybe that wasn’t such an endearing trait after all.The two of them would need to make certain she didn’t become distracted during play.Smiling to himself, Silas felt confident he and Carson were up to the task.

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