Page 116 of Five Days to Be Mine

“Maybe we could invite them to join us and then you can control what parts of him you see?”

“Why would I want to do that?” Isla’s voice breaks.

The sub puts a hand on her leg. “You and him were together for seven years.”

The woman’s face crumbles and the other Domme rushes over. “Isla, we could have worked this out if you just admitted you wanted Liam and missed him. Cat told me you booked tonight after hearing we did.”

I feel a presence behind me, turn with a smile to my server, Alli, and hand them a box of tissues

“Thank you…I’m sorry I just...today was hard.”

“Please let me know if there is anything we can get you.”

The other Domme nods and a second later, they are hugging each other.

I leave them to their conflict resolution.

The first seating is almost finished when Dawn comes and gets me at the bar, where I’m filling a champagne bucket.

“Mr. Brennon .”

I hear her, but my attention is entirely focused on the irresistible woman that walked in the door.

She’s wearing the purple corset I left out for her and a matching leather skirt.

Mara glances around the room and even from here, I catch the deep blush on her face as something at the nearest table causes her to react.

She strides toward me and I step away from the bar and kiss her.

The patrons closest to us notice and we get a chorus of claps.

“Hello, princess.”

“Hi Sir Evan. The place looks amazing.”

“You look amazing.” I kiss her cheek as she shakes her head at me.

“Mr. Brennon .”

Dawn is now standing at my shoulder.

“Apologies Dawn I got carried away.”

She smiles. “I can see that. Alli had to leave. I tried calling our standbys and nobody answered.”

“Either they had plans or found a shift somewhere else. With three more seatings to go, it’s a tough night to be understaffed, but we can do it.”

Dawn doesn’t look convinced, but I know our staff can handle it.

“I can help.” Mara squeezes my arm.

My heart legitimately flutters at her offer.

“Mara, it’s going to get so busy here. This is the slowest it’s going to be.” I rub her shoulder.

She shrugs. “This is not a time to sit and look pretty. Put me to work.”

“Great!” Dawn loops her arm through Mara’s.

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