Page 25 of Enthrall Ecstasy
He scoffed. “That wouldn’t be one of my better manipulations.”
That made me smile. “It’s not like I’m not attracted to her. She’s just out of bounds.”
“You can handle Faulkner. He has enough ghosts in his closet. So does Carrie, enough to fill Saks Fifth Avenue.”
“How do you know that?”
He smirked. “Let me know if you need anything.”
Running my hands through my hair, I hesitated to answer.
“It’s inevitable.” He glanced at me. “You and her.”
“It’s not a good look. Not when I’m meant to be rescuing her.”
“Since when has fucking not been rescuing?”
“Don’t.”
He lowered his gaze on her. “She’s very you.”
“What do you even mean by that?”
“She’s insatiable.”
“You don’t know her.”
“I know Faulkner. He likes the subs who crave.”
“Crave?”
“Pendulum equals exhibitionism.”
“Doesn’t that make me like him?”
“You are.” Cameron patted my back. “That’s why I hired you. You’re not afraid to go in for the kill. Metaphorically speaking. And your kink is charming.”
Right, because I, too, liked to fuck in front of an audience.
“Faulkner’s a different species,” I mumbled.
“My guess is she’s poised to find another place that fulfills her needs,” said Cameron. “Somewhere equal to Pendulum. Either you take her on as her new master or you give her back to Faulkner.”
“Not Majestic?”
“They can be a little restrictive there.” He headed toward the front door, and then paused, turning back to me. “You’re insatiable. I imagine she is, too. See how that works.”
“I have to drop her off somewhere. Any ideas?”
“No one offers protection like you.”
“Not going to happen.”
Cole shrugged. “Henry wants you to call him.”
As old military buddies we owed each other the courtesy of not losing touch. “I will. How is he?”
“The same.”
