Hunter laughed. “That can be arranged without the club, Angel.”
“But what if I find something else here that I like?” I pouted and sent him a sidelong look.
He just smirked at me, then said the one thing he knew would put a stop to my sexual exploration within the club.
“Do you really want to explore those kinks within the club where your older brother works?” He shrugged. “I will, but he may try to shoot me.”
Hunter busted out laughing at the horrified look on my face. Damian and even Kendall joined in with amused chuckles.
“I don’t think I’ll be coming in much after Hunter’s two weeks,” I agreed, and looked back at Damian.
“Then as long as you are here, your best bet is to stay in the Nursery with Hunter. Don’t go exploring by yourself.”
I swallowed hard. “I will.”
“Congrats, Hunter. I hate to lose you, but I understand the reasoning behind it.”
Hunter nodded and shook Damian’s hand, then clasped mine and walked us back through the club. Mitch was behind the bar, and a few waitresses were milling about in short shorts, tennis shoes, and a tuxedo style shirt that was knotted to show off their midriffs.
We didn’t stay in the main room long. Instead, we went off down the side corridor down a dimly lit hallway. Each room had pocket doors that could be locked, and big windows where people could observe what was happening inside.
I saw a giant X frame in one room with benches of leather, straps and other equipment meant for punishment and pleasure. I liked when Hunter spanked me, but I wasn’t sure about the whips, long wooden paddles, and chains.
It was kind of intimidating seeing all those objects there. When we came to the last room, it was huge, like two of the other rooms combined. The reason it was so big was clear. much bigger equipment in it that took up way more space.
There were tables and chairs that were painted in fun primary colors. Mats were on the floor, but there was also a huge changing table, crib, rocking chair, and what looked like a toddler’s kitchen, but was life-sized for adults.
It was definitely the Nursery, and I felt excited to go inside and explore.
“Angel, I will be right back. I have to go to the meeting before we open the doors, and I don’t want you leaving this room. I’ll be back shortly.”
“Can I explore this room?”
“Sure.” He kissed me quickly before leaving me alone in the nursery. I went through all the drawers and found dress-up clothes, toys, coloring books, toys for the kitchen, and packaged toys that were meant for a single person or couple to take and use together.
There were pacifiers, diapers, sippy cups... If you thought of it for a baby, this room seemed to have it in adult size. Instead of playing in the kitchen, I grabbed some paper and crayons, thinking I would draw something for Hunter.
By the time I finished, I had drawn a bunch of imperfect hearts around two poorly drawn figures that were meant to be us. I set it aside and grabbed another paper to try again.
I was taking my time on this one, and I must have taken a lot longer than I thought because Hunter came back in.
His shoulders relaxed when he saw me, and I smiled at him, admiring the way he looked in dark jeans and a black shirt. He was hot—melt your panties off, if you were wearing any, hot.
“Hey, Daddy.” I grinned up at him, happy to see him again.
“Hey, Angel. Did you draw a picture?”
“It’s not very good.” I shrugged, looking a little unsure of myself. I still wasn’t used to letting anyone see the Little side of me.
“I’m sure it’s beautiful.” He put a hand on my shoulder, kissed my hair, and lifted the drawing off the table.
“It’s perfect, Angel. I love it.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“You thirsty?”
I was. I didn’t even realize it, but Hunter knew. My stomach fluttered with nervous excitement and desire. “Yes. I’m thirsty.”