“Of course it would be an invite only basis, and everyone would be thoroughly vetted by yours truly,” I said, scrambling to assuage any misgivings he might have.
Aiden put me down and looked at me a long time. “Belle, you are incredible,” he said.
“I am? I mean, yes, I am. Um, does that mean you’re in?”
Aiden smiled but didn’t answer.
“It would be your club entirely. I’d just be the vendor supplying all your equipment.”
He pulled me close, wrapping me in a tight hug. But still didn’t say anything.
“And of course, I’m the one you demonstrate the Torture Wheel on.”
Aiden stepped back to look at me, grinning ear to ear. “Absolutely! Of course, I’m in.”
I squealed and jumped back into his arms. “It’s going to be so much fun!”
“One condition though,” he said.
“What’s that?”
“We’re changing the name. It’s not a Torture Wheel, Belle. It’s The Pleasure Wheel.”
I smiled and hugged him even harder. “You’re absolutely right, Aiden. Absolutely right.”
The End