Page 32 of The Ties That Bind
“We firmly believe that beginning each session with an informal gathering to share snacks and talk about their day helps break down the walls they have built up.”
Baron turned to Sir. “We want our students to relate to us outside the formal dynamic of teacher/student, so they form a higher level of trust.”
“You have truly created a unique program here,” Sir complimented.
“Candy’s experience with abuse has helped us hone in on what is important to our students.”
“I hate that Candy ever experienced it,” Brie replied, thinking back on the day she’d handed Candy the business card to the Training Center. Brie had never forgotten the haunted look in Candy’s eyes while her repulsive wannabe Dom loomed over her. “It’s inspiring that she has been able to create something beautiful out of such a terrible experience.”
“I couldn’t agree more,” Baron said. “I’m proud to work by her side.”
Brie was deeply touched by the difference her friends were making. It was both humbling and exciting to be asked to be part of their endeavor.
She glanced at Sir, and her heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t seen that look in his eyes since he was Headmaster of the Training Center.
“How long should the session be?” Sir asked him.
“We normally do short sessions, with an extensive discussion afterward. However, you are free to take as long as you want.”
“I think an hour would suffice.”
“Perfect, Sir Davis. I’m certain our students will have plenty to ask you.” He glanced at Brie. “Both of you.”
Sir put his arm around her. “We welcome all questions they might have.”
Brie suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach. Although it was only one session, seeing the excitement in Sir’s eyes thrilled her beyond words.
Ever since he collared her and walked away from the Training Center, she had dreamed of this day…
His Calling
Brie’s mom drove over to pick up Hope so they would have time to prepare for the lesson.
Brie had shared her excitement about this rare opportunity with her mom, who understood how important it was to her. But, knowing her husband’s opinion about their lifestyle, her mother had chosen not to share any details with her dad.
Brie secretly wished her father could accept her lifestyle, but she pacified herself with the fact that he respected Thane enough not to argue about it anymore.
However, if Brie was truly honest with herself, it hurt that she couldn’t share exciting things like this with her dad. The “don’t ask, don’t tell” stance he enforced made her feel as if she should be ashamed of it.
Oh, if her dad could fully accept her for who she was, it would mean everything to her. But at least her mother accepted her unique relationship with Sir and wanted to support Brie in any way she could.
Brie grabbed the diaper bag and handed it to her. “Thanks again, Mom. You have no idea what a relief it is to know Hope has a loving place to go to whenever we need it.”
Her mother’s light laughter filled the air. “You have no idea how much we look forward to her visits.”
Turning to Sir, her mother took Hope from his arms. “You’ll understand the thrill when you have grandchildren of your own.”
Sir chuckled. “That’s a long way off.”
“I know,” she giggled. “I just want you to know that things get even sweeter with time.”
He looked at her thoughtfully. “I never believed that was possible before Brie. The reminder is appreciated.”
Her mom beamed up at him. “You make such a great father, Thane. I look forward to seeing what kind of grandfather you’ll be.”
Brie stared at Sir, imagining him with salt and pepper hair.
Oh, God, he’s going to look even more handsome…
