Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72028 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
His eyes closed and he sighed. “Do you know what you’re doing?”
“It doesn’t matter. For now, I’m a member of this club, and you owe me discretion,” she insisted.
“I know, but Aidan…”
She was sick of this. “Is my brother, not my father. And honestly, even if my father was here, I’m an adult. I have every right to do what I want in this club. Tell me something, if it was Devi or Bri coming out of a privacy room, would you be clutching your pearls and wondering how fast you can bring the patriarchy down on their heads?”
Hunter’s hands came up. “I’m so fucking glad my sister is in London. Go on. I was only trying to look out for you.”
It was the whole problem with the club. The problem wasn’t that someone cared about her, but sometimes their caring became questioning her choices. If she had one more intervention…
“I’m great. Used a condom and everything.” She’d one hundred percent protected her body. She wasn’t so sure about her heart.
Daisy strode away and didn’t look back.
* * * *
“Hey, how’d your night go, big guy? I asked around and no one said they saw you, but I noticed you weren’t home when we got here.” Aidan sat at the breakfast table, a mug of coffee in front of him.
Nate needed way more than coffee. He needed to find Dee and take his hand to her backside. He hadn’t meant to fall asleep. He’d meant to get inside her again. As many times as it took to get her to take the mask off and get real with him.
That was the problem. It had all felt so real. He’d spent one night with the woman, and he was fairly certain he would never forget her.
The good news was Aidan had been a member of The Hideout since its inception, and he tended to be pretty observant. When the dungeon monitor had woken him up, the club had been closing and his Cinderella hadn’t even left behind one of her high heels. No clues to track her by except her name. Well, and a couple of facts.
“I met a sub. We decided to play in private. Look, mate, I need to find her. You know a sub named Dee?” Nate got right to the point. He’d driven himself home and the house had been quiet, though he’d seen a light on in the room normally used by Cooper McKay.
Daisy O’Donnell was staying the night. Just yesterday meeting Daisy again after almost twelve years had seemed like it would be the highlight of his week. Now he could barely work up the will to say hi.
Because all he fucking wanted in the world was Dee.
In the course of a few short hours, he’d become obsessed with a woman for the first time in his life.
Aidan sat up. He was in sweats and a T-shirt, his hair still damp from a morning shower, and his gym bag was slung over his chair. “Dee? We have a couple of members with first names that start with D.”
“She said her name was Dee.”
Carys walked in from the kitchen. She was dressed far more formally than her fiancé. She was in slacks and a pretty shirt, her hair up in a neat bun. “Who said her name was Dee? We don’t have a Dee. We have a Daisy and a Devon and Denise. But honestly, it was masquerade night so we had some newbies, and almost no one goes by real names.”
“It’s kind of a free-for-all,” Aidan admitted. “The only rule is what happens at masquerade stays at masquerade. It’s a decadent, make-bad-choices kind of night.”
“It’s supposed to be fun.” Carys placed a plate of toast down on the table. “I wouldn’t know. I’ve never been because I’ve pretty much been engaged since I was five.”
Aidan’s lips kicked up in a grin. “She’s right. Tris and I made this ring in art class…” He sobered as though remembering his partner wasn’t here and wouldn’t be coming home any time soon. “Well, I’ve never understood the appeal. I did hear Chloe dumped a beer on Seth’s head when he tried to hit on her. I kind of wished I’d seen that.”
Carys sat down beside her fiancé and put a hand over his. “You were far too busy playing doctor.”
“Damn straight I was.” Aidan gave her hand a squeeze before turning back to Nate. “So you got lucky last night? Good for you, man.”
Had he listened to a word he’d said? “That’s where you’re wrong. I’m not lucky because I’m the arsehole who fell asleep on the hottest woman I’ve ever seen, and now I don’t know how to get in touch with her.”
Aidan chuckled. “Dude, you fell asleep on her? Seriously? So you want to find her again because you didn’t get a chance to play with her?”