Page 12 of Ravish

She divorced Walter four years ago—after a year of marriage. She was ready to explore once again with Colby, but she wouldn’t involve her heart. She’d given it once, and that hadn’t worked out too well. She’d keep it locked away.

“Do you want to go through the classes?”

“I do, and I’d like to become a member.” It was quick decision on her part. It felt right, and she wasn’t going to hesitate to take what she wanted.

Colby frowned. “Have you changed your mind?”

“About what?” She tilted her head.

“Me being your Dom.”

“No. I didn’t mean it that way.” She placed her hand over his. “I only meant I wanted to become a member so we’re on even footing.”

His fingers curled around hers. “You know in the club I’ll be in charge.”

“Of course, but outside of it, we’re equals.”

“Agreed.”

Lara lifted her free hand to cover a yawn. “What time is it?”

“Judging by the amount of people left, somewhere around two.”

“I better get home. I wonder if I should clean up or just leave it and come back tomorrow?”

“I’d say tomorrow, but I can check.” He pulled her from her chair. “Be right back.”

Lara watched Colby stride across the room. Damn, that man had a fine ass. Shaking her head, she made her way over to the food table. Most of the food was gone. Lara put the empty containers back into the hot boxes she’d unplugged a while ago. Taking her time, she cleaned up the area.

“You didn’t need to do that,” Jordan said, coming up to her with Colby.

“No trouble.” Lara smiled.

“If you don’t mind, why don’t you leave what’s on the table, and I’ll drop everything off to you on Monday.”

“What about the hot boxes?” She could get them loaded into her SUV and take them back to the café tomorrow.

“I’ll take care of those too,” Jordan said.

“Are you sure?” Lara asked. She was used to cleaning up.

“Yes.” Jordan gave her a kind smile. “Go home.”

“I’m not going to argue.” Lara picked up the bag that held her purse. “If anything comes up, just give me a call.”

Colby slipped his arm around her waist. “I’ll drive you home.”

“There’s no need; I have my car.”

“I don’t want you driving alone.” He stopped in the hallway. “Give me just a second.” Lara waited while he slipped into the men’s room. Then he was back. He’d slipped on a leather jacket over his t-shirt. “Let’s go.”

“Colby, there’s no need for you to leave. I’m perfectly fine to drive.” She didn’t want him to think she was helpless.

He frowned at her. “I’m sure you are. The road is deserted this time of night, and I’d feel better if you’d allow me to drive you home. I’ll make sure you have your car by tomorrow morning.”

Lara let out a sigh. “Okay.”

“Thank you.” He kissed the back of her hand and led her over to her SUV.

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