by Julia Sykes
That would never change.
Deal with it. Smile.
“Cheer up, Dex,” Carina encouraged, reading my moment of brooding. I must be slipping. Or maybe she was simply perceptive.
“I want you to meet someone,” she continued with a sly smile. “I think you’ll like her.”
Her?
Oh, no. Nope. I would not allow Carina to try to fix me up with someone. It wouldn’t be fair to anyone involved.
“I’m good, thanks,” I lied. “I already have a play partner lined up for tonight.”
Carina’s brows rose. “Oh? And where is she?”
Kennedy’s fingers curled into her corseted waist. “Be nice to Dex, little sub.”
She shot him an innocent look. “I am being nice.”
“No,” he said dryly. “You’re being impertinent.”
She rolled her eyes. “Come on, Dex,” she cajoled. “Chloe’s new in town. The least you can do is be polite and show her around.”
I shook my head. “Not interested,” I risked rudeness.
“Really, you’re being silly. She’s just here for research. She’s a friend of mine, and she’s also a BDSM romance author. Do me a favor and help her out?”
I had an idea of what helping her out with her research would entail. I didn’t want any part of it.
But before I could repeat that I wasn’t interested, Carina beamed at someone behind me. “Chloe!” she called out. “There you are. Come meet Dex.”
I ground my teeth and looked to Kennedy, silently willing him to get his sub in line. He simply shrugged.
Goddamn traitor.
I half-turned to face the woman who was approaching us. Dark hair fell well past her shoulders in long, glossy waves. It framed her ample cleavage that was lewdly pushed up by her tight black PVC corset. She looked like sex walking in strappy high heels.
Chocolate eyes framed in thick black lashes roved over my body as well. Her white teeth flashed in a perfect grin.
“Chloe,” Carina introduced, “this is Dex. He’s going to show you around Decadence.”
Damn it. I couldn’t refuse now without hurting the sub’s feelings.
Is she a sub? I couldn’t tell. Her outfit made her appear more like a Dominatrix, and the way she boldly met my gaze didn’t indicate any deference.
She’s here for research, I reminded myself. She must not actually be in the lifestyle. She was nothing but a tourist.
I could handle that.
I extended my hand, clasping her small one in mine. “It’s nice to meet you, Chloe.”
Showing her around the club wouldn’t hurt. I could always find a play partner after I was finished with her. She might be gorgeous, but physical attraction was peripheral to me these days.
Then her eyes dropped from my gaze as I gently squeezed her hand. I recognized the submissive reaction.
I might be in trouble, after all.
The End
Dex and Chloe will be back in Hero, coming soon!
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