I try to act like a sex slave, being led around the place by my master, walking with my head down, following closely behind Titan.
He’s so big and strong, I feel like he’s my protector or something.
And I like feeling protected by him. Even though we haven’t known each other that long, I can picture a life together.
A future.
Him in his garden.
Me writing the novel I’ve always wanted to write.
Us living together, enjoying each other every chance we get.
I yearn for the closeness of another human being. But not just anyone… him.
He reaches for my hand, and leads me to the bar. He orders me a vodka and soda, and we sit on the barstools, spinning them so we have a good view of the stage.
“Any sign of Steele or Marble?”
Titan looks around. “Not yet.” His mesmerizing eyes land on me, and he gives me a soft smile.
There’s something so irresistible about this man that I just can’t take it anymore.
I want to take him to a back room and have my dirty way with him.
But I squeeze my thighs together, trying my best to let go of the insatiable need I have for him.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks me with a grin, like he can read my mind.
“You don’t want to know.”
He leans closer, his eyes darkening. “Oh, hell yes, I do.”
I whisper in his ear. “Just about what we did earlier but doing it here instead.”
His smile drops, his eyes growing serious. “I’d love nothing more than to take you into some broom closet and fuck you silly, but look,” he nods toward the door, “Steele and Gunner just got here.”
I pout, but it’s for the best. We’re here for a mission not to goof off in some random closet. “Are you going to talk to him?”
He nods. “Yes.”
“Like a random meeting?”
He shakes his head. “He’s never gonna buy the story I bought a girl, but I’m just gonna have to go with it.”
“I agree. Because you really bought me knowing nothing.”
His eyes rake over my body. “Exactly. And I’ve been thinking. If he’s gone to the dark side, who’s saying I haven’t as well?”
“Very true.”
“Can you stay here and out of trouble?”
“Yes, sir,” I murmur.
“Good.” He kisses me on the cheek. “I’ll be right back.”
He stalks toward Steele and Gunner with not a single worry in the world. That kind of confidence is so sexy to me.
I can’t get enough of him.
Thirteen
Titan
* * *
I move closer to Gunner and my heart nearly beats out of my chest. So many emotions rush through me all at the same time.
Confusion.
Sadness.
Worry.
And anger.
Why did he walk away all those years ago?
He scans the club, his eyes zeroing in on me and widening as they do. His face says it all. He’s not expecting me here tonight.
“Titan, is that you?” He holds out his arm, extending his hand for me to shake. “How the hell are you?” He acts like nothing’s wrong.
“Gunner.” I shake his hand.
“This is Steele.” Smart man. He doesn’t offer up any reason they know each other.
“How’d you two meet?” Of course I’m going to ask.
Gunner smiles, his piercing grey eyes lighting up as he does. “He’s a very good client of mine.” He slaps Steele on his shoulder. “Isn’t that right, Steele?”
Steele mumbles a ‘yes’ under his breath, as if he’s not happy with the arrangement at all.
It makes me pause. Something’s going on here. Something more than I’m seeing. “Can we talk alone?” I ask him. “Catch up on old times.”
“Of course, I have a private room upstairs.”
I glance back at Blue, not really wanting to leave her here alone. Especially with Steele nearby. “Can I bring my woman?”
Gunner nods. “Sure, the more the merrier.”
I wave at Blue, gesturing for her to come with us. She gets off the bar stool, making her way across the floor.
She steps up next to me, and I wrap an arm around her and smack a kiss on her lips. It may be a little overboard, but I need to let this whole fucking place know she’s mine.
We follow Gunner up the stairs to a private room. He gives me a look like he wants to speak freely without Blue’s ears listening to the conversation.
“Wait right here,” I tell her. “Knock if anyone comes up here.” I give Blue a kiss on the forehead as she nods her acceptance.
I step into the room with Gunner, and he shuts the door. I’m not happy that I had to leave Blue behind, but it’s better than leaving her downstairs with all the sharks. Besides there’s a small window and I can watch her while inside.
“I’m sure you have a lot of questions,” Gunner starts. “I have a lot of questions myself.”
He’s much older than when I last saw him. The years haven’t been kind to my dear friend.