Page 162 of Brie's Submission
“No, you succeeded all on your own, kitten. Although I must admit it was enjoyable being a part of your training.”
Mr. Gallant interrupted their conversation. “Pardon me, Miss Bennett, but there are quite a few people who would like to speak with you tonight. I recommend you spread yourself around as much as possible.”
She bowed to her teacher and his beautiful wife, giving Baron one last peck on his luscious lips before moving into the crowd. Brie did a double-take when she saw her boss, Mr. Reynolds, from the tobacco shop.What is he doing here?
His wrinkled face broke out in a familiar grin as she came up to him. “Brie, you look positively stunning.”
She was suddenly reminded of her attire and blushed. This was Mr. Reynolds, after all. “This is my wife, Judy. She has been anxious to meet you.”
Brie looked at the older woman, who had streaks of gray throughout her jet-black hair. The woman had a captivating smile. “Such a pleasure. Jack has only nice things to say about his favorite employee.” She leaned in closer. “I think you saved his sanity on numerous occasions.”
She looked back at Mr. Reynolds, wondering at his presence here, but she didn’t have to wonder for long. “I know it must be a shock to see me, but I have known Thane for a very long time. Since he was a baby, in fact.” He pointed at Sir across the room. “You see, he’s my nephew.”
Brie gasped. Mr. Reynolds was related to Sir? She stared at Mr. Reynolds and nodded stupidly as she tried to take in his words.
“That night you met, he was actually coming by to visit me. Apparently, he was so taken by a certain young lady that he up and left without even saying hello. I have to admit I was shocked he left the card, and even more so when I saw you wearing his collar.”
Mr. Reynolds knew what was going on the entire time?
“Thane’s either at work or over at the Center. I had high hopes when I saw the collar around your neck, but I should have known better.” He laughed lightly and held up his glass in a mock toast to Sir. “Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.”
Brie’s gaze gravitated towards Sir. He was smiling at some remark Master Coen had made, but his smile made her sad. Sir had poured everything into the Submissive Training Center. Lea, Mary and she were all products of his dedication and would move on from the school, partnered with Doms worthy of their new training. He, however, would remain behind—alone.
“So, Miss Bennett, have you decided who you are going to ask to collar you?” Mrs. Reynolds asked excitedly.
“Judy! You don’t ask something like that,” Mr. Reynolds scolded, putting his arm around his wife’s shoulders. “We don’t get out much. Please forgive her enthusiasm.”
“That’s okay,” Brie replied, but she began looking around for a means of escape. She saw Faelan standing a short distance away, obviously wanting to talk to her. She made her excuse to the couple. “I’m sorry, there’s someone I must speak to.”
Faelan’s blue eyes were trained on her. She walked away, listening to Mrs. Reynolds’ profuse apologies, feeling the weight of Faelan’s stare as she approached. Brie kept her eyes down, unsure how to begin.
“It changes nothing,” he declared, lifting her chin up to look into her eyes.
“What did you do with her?”
He shook his head. “That is privileged information, blossom. It would be uncouth to speak of our encounter.”
“I didn’t care for it,” she said simply, turning her head from him.
“It couldn’t be helped,” he answered, forcing her to look him in the eye.
“Do you want Mary?”
His reply was quick. “She’s a beautiful girl.” His answer did not please Brie and he knew it. “Blossom, it is you I want to collar. I have wanted nothing more since that night on the beach when I discovered what you are. Do not doubt that.”
She glanced over and saw Mary watching their exchange. “Excuse me. I need to talk to that woman.”
Brie left Faelan standing there and headed straight towards Mary. The woman stiffened visibly, and Brie watched her transform into her nemesis of old.
“What?” Mary growled. “I told you I wanted my chance with him. I never hid my intentions from you, bitch.”
“You know I am considering Faelan as my Master.”
“Which is exactlywhyI had to make my move tonight.”
The look in Mary’s eyes was something new. There was a look of vulnerability underneath all the bravado. Brie didn’t need her to complicate matters further. “Stay far from him,” she snapped, then walked away before she said something cruel.
Lea caught up with Brie. “What’s going on?”
