Page 12 of Her Sweet Surrender
“What’s this all about?” Brie asked, intrigued.
“Funny you should ask, young Brie…” he said with a twinkle in his eye. “Because it involves you.”
“Spill it, Anderson,” Sir snorted.
Throwing his arm around Sir’s shoulder, he said, “You may not know this, but our mutual Russian friend not only broke into my house but pranked me with your little subbie’s help.”
Brie blushed, remembering that day.
Sir nodded. “I do remember her mentioning it to me, but that was quite a while back.”
“It was,” Master Anderson agreed. “But some things take time to perfect.”
Sir chuckled. “I can’t believe you and Durov still act like children after all these years.”
Master Anderson bumped shoulders with him. “What can I say? It keeps us young, unlike you, who is headed at breakneck speed to wise old man status.”
Sir growled under his breath.
Master Anderson backed away, laughing. “Just stating it like it is, buddy.”
Brie looked at Master Anderson guiltily, confessing, “I do feel bad about breaking into your house.”
He turned to her and grinned. “Admit it. You had fun hiding those whoopee cushions all over my house.”
She blushed a deeper shade of red. “Maybe…”
“Really, Brie,” Sir chided, but she noticed the slight curve of a smile that tugged at the corners of his lips.
“I have a confession of my own to make, actually,” Master Anderson announced. “Even though I was the victim of your little prank, I’ve never laughed as hard as I did while finding those little fuckers all over my house. Hell, the last one was a month ago. It’s like they keep breeding or something.”
Brie giggled.
“What exactly do you have planned?” Sir asked. “Wait, I don’t want to know.”
“Look. It’s really an act of charity. Durov has been in a rough spot for a while now, and I just want to lift his spirits with the perfect prank.”
Sir looked at him questioningly. “Fine. What has this got to do with Brie?”
“Well, I thought it only fair that she helps me pay him back.”
Sir pressed his lips together. “Durov did fail to ask permission when he utilized my sub in such a manner…”
Master Anderson nodded triumphantly.
“As far as I’m concerned, that makes him fair game,” Sir concluded. He glanced at Brie, “But I don’t want to know any of the details so I have plausible deniability.”
“I promise, Sir.” Brie grinned.
Master Anderson slapped Sir on the back. “I’m glad you see it my way.”
Brie giggled, excited at the prospect of being part of another prank. “What do you need me to do?”
Master Anderson winked at her. “I’ll tell you on the way out.”
“What? You mean we’re doing it now?”
“Of course. There’s no time like the present, young Brie.”
