Page 28 of A Master's Destiny
I grin. “I am a man who likes variety.”
She smiles and nods. Placing the candles in a white paper bag with the shop’s name and logo printed in red, she carefully stuffs red tissue paper between each candle to cushion them. Handing the bag to me, she says kindly, “Enjoy, sir.”
I smirk on hearing the woman unknowingly call me by my title. I’m certain this little shopkeeper has no idea how much these candles will be enjoyed by my submissive.
Heading back to the car, I set the bag down at Ashford’s feet. When we pull up to the pub, I see Slater leaning against a red Dodge Viper. His arms are crossed and he is staring at me with a superior look on his face.
“Now, that’s a hot car!” Kat exclaims. “Too bad the owner’s such a tool.”
Laughter spills from my vehicle as I pull up beside the hot rod.
Ashford opens the passenger door. Unfortunately, the bag in the footwell falls to the ground as he makes his way out of my vehicle. Slater immediately swoops down to pick it up and opens the bag.
“What do we have here?”
“Give it to me,” I demand, not amused.
Surfer Boy riffles through the tissue paper and holds up each candle, laughing. “I sure hope these aren’t for me.”
“They’re not,” I growl in irritation, snatching the bag from him and placing it back in my car.
Slater bumps shoulders with Ashford, telling him, “You better watch yourself around that guy. He’s way too touchy-feely for my comfort. Tried to get me to touch his thighs in the name of ‘research’…if you know what I mean.”
Seriously?
I’m questioning why I invited the guy to join us.
Opening the door of the pub for Kat, she gives me a knowing look as she passes by. “Don’t let the tool get under your skin.”
I smile, chuckling to cover my irritation.
Once inside, however, the casual atmosphere of the pub and the friendliness of the bartender quickly loosens all of us up. Before long, I’m laughing with the rest of them as we talk about the challenges we’ve faced this first week.
To my surprise, it turns out that Slater is excellent at impersonating people. He has the entire group in stitches mimicking each of the trainers. Then he turns to me with a glint in his eye.
Copying my voice, he says, “Hello, I’m Thane Davis. Don’t bother bowing at my feet. I know I’m above you all even though I drive a junker and can only afford apples to eat.”
His voice impersonation is spot on, and I find his jab at my favorite snack actually funny. I join in their laughter but stop the moment I spot chastity entering the pub.
She waves, smiling at the bartender enthusiastically.
Then she notices me, and that beautiful smile grows even wider as she heads in my direction.
I immediately hear Master Nosh’s warning play in my head.You are not allowed to fraternize with any of the submissives you’ve worked with during training…
Wanting to respect the rules of the institution, and not willing to risk expulsion, I quickly pull out my wallet and hand Kat a couple of twenties. “I hate to do this, but you’ll have to take a cab back to the school. I’m heading out.”
The timing couldn’t be worse when it feels like we are finally starting to gel as a group. However, I know I must leave. I don’t want them to find out who chastity is and why I can’t be seen with her.
Without saying another word, I turn away and start toward the back of the bar.
“Don’t be like that, Davis! Can’t you take a fucking joke?” Slater complains behind me.
Escaping out the exit, I head to my car. I can hear their laughter from outside and wish I could rejoin them. But, as I pull out of the parking lot, I realize it’s all probably for the best. I still need to run a few errands before Anderson’s visit.
I shake my head in disbelief that he’s coming tomorrow. I don’t normally leave things until the last minute.
But the fact is, I haven’t had any time to prepare and I’m picking my friend up tomorrow.
