“Aww, baby, don’t make me make them stop,” a deep voice pleaded behind him.
He whirled to see Hunter Black standing there. The big Dom was staring down at his wife, Cady, who gave him a firm look back. Archer honestly didn’t know how she put up with him.
“I wanna see the drama play out.”
Cady sighed and gave him a pointed look.
“Fine. But I’m taking this out on your butt. Gotta have some fun tonight.” Hunter was practically pouting as he turned to them.
“Maybe you all want to take this somewhere private. The room you wanted is available now, Doc. Room 3b.”
3b. That was a medical playroom.
“You brought her here to play with her? Issy, she’s never been to a club before.”
“I know that.” Issy scowled at him. “Fuck, why am I even here?”
“I have no idea, that’s why I’m asking.”
“See, baby, they wanna do this in public,” Hunter drawled. “They don’t care if we watch along with everyone else.”
Archer scowled at the meddling man. He couldn’t resist sticking his nose into Archer’s life. But Isaac nodded.
“Come on, Caley. Even if Archer isn’t willing to listen to us, we can at least have a play. I’ve often fantasized about playing a doctor.”
Caley smiled up at Issy then turned her gaze to Archer, looking pensive. “Archer?”
He started at her voice. Then she licked her lips and looked nervous. “Sorry, I’m not supposed to talk to you first, am I? Oh God, you’re not going to publicly punish me, are you?”
“Easy, baby doll,” Isaac told her. “You’re my sub. If anyone punishes you, it will be me.”
Archer frowned. “You’re not punishing her.”
r /> “No, I’m not. But I’m about to take a damn bullwhip to you, if you don’t start listening to us.”
With that, Issy turned away and led Caley with him. But she looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes filled with a deep sadness.
And he could do nothing else but follow.
32
Despite her curiosity, Caley barely looked around the room that Issy led them into. She did note the table in the middle that resembled one you might find in a doctor’s surgery. Only it had a series of straps attached to it at the top, the middle and on the stirrups that rested out from the sides of the bench.
Issy led her over to where there was a desk with a big leather chair. There were two other chairs sitting there and he gently pushed her into one. It wasn’t a bad idea for her to sit considering her legs were trembling.
Archer walked in and shut the door behind him. “You requested this room?”
“Yep.”
“If you wanted to play out a doctor-patient fantasy, couldn’t you have done that at home, in Montana? After all, you have all the equipment since you are an actual doctor.”
“For God’s sake, Archer, of course we didn’t come all the way here to play out a fantasy. We’re here for you.”
She saw the other man jolt in reaction to Issy’s words.
“For me? What’s wrong?” Archer’s gaze moved over her as though trying to search out an injury.
“Nothing’s wrong, other than you being an ass.”