Page 40 of Faith

Anger and irritation bubbled just beneath Jensen’s flesh. As he followed Micah back up the stairs, he flexed his hands over and over. It was one of his ways of dealing with stress. He wanted a fix. Anything, even just a shot of whisky would work. It was the first time in years he craved the oblivion that only alcohol or drugs could bring him. His entire body seemed to pulse with the need to get high.

No. It wasn’t that. This was different. It wasn’t the slightly sick feeling he had when he needed a fix. The anger was there, but there was also a bit of excitement. It was Nicola and the secret she had kept from him.

“Take a seat,” Micah said.

Jensen continued to pace and ignore him. What the fuck did she think she was doing? Lying to him…making him think that she knew very little about the life. Of course, she did suggest it to him when he was having issues while she was his sober companion.

It might help you with your control issues. From what I understand, you would be in complete control of the situation unlike in regular life.

Of course, she knew that. She wasin the life. Worse, the fact that she could read him so well infuriated him.

“Wulf, sit down.” This time he used a voice that was definitely not his easy-going club owner voice.

Jensen stopped and sat in the chair in front of the desk.

“I can’t reveal everything about Kitty.”

“Nicola.”

“Here, she’s known as Kitty. I can tell you we’ve been friends for about six years.”

“Six years?”

He nodded. “She always wanted to keep the friendship a secret.Herchoice not mine. Beyond the fact that she is indeed a submissive, I really don’t feel right about revealing anything else. You need to talk to her.”

“Bloody hell,” he said as he pushed a hand through his hair. When he brought it down, he realized it was shaking. Anger was replaced with confusion. “I can’t believe she did this and kept it from me.”

“It wasn’t any of your business.”

He frowned at the club owner. “The hell it isn’t. She’s my…assistant.”

Micah leaned back in his chair, a small smile curving his lips. “That’s it? Your assistant? I have a hard time believing that’s all she is to you.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re mighty upset over her being a member of this club.”

“And?” he asked in a tone that was just a bit defensive.

“You need to ask yourself what it means for the two of you. It will change your relationship since you’re attracted to her.”

“Bullocks.”

“Really? Because you’ve come in here twice since you’ve been back on the island. Haven’t even picked up a sub. Dawn and Donna were in here asking about you tonight. And let me guess, you aren’t even interested?”

He didn’t answer the question because he couldn’t lie. He’d had a great time with both women last time he had been on the island. Now…nothing. Not one ounce of interest for either woman. And it didn’t make sense. They were both amazing subs who liked to push their limits. He had anticipated seeing them again.

“I suspected as much.” Micah leaned forward. “Listen, I was in the same position as you a few years ago. It will be much easier for you and everyone else around you if you just give in.”

“There are issues. She works for me.”

He grinned. “Yeah, that was one of my issues too.”

It was then Jensen knew Micah was talking about his wife.

“I’m not marriage material.”

“I didn’t say it would end in marriage, but if you want her this much, you might want to step over that line. It might be good for both of you.”

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