Page 12 of Bling

“Wait, please.”

She shifted her weight from foot to foot as Eli read. The door opened, and she turned to see Hunter step in.

“There you are Isabelle. I meant to be at the bar when you finished your shift and got caught in a conversation.”

Then he surprised her by moving behind her to unbuckle the gag. Her mouth felt frozen in place when he pulled the rubber ball free.

“Did you really think I was going to make you wear a gag for six hours, Isabelle?” he asked when she started rubbing her jaw.

She gave him a sheepish shrug. “I wasn’t sure what to think, honestly, Sir.”

Eli chuckled from his place at the desk, and Isabelle turned to see him setting her letter aside.

“Thank you for the letter, that was thoughtful. I’ll pass it on to the others.”

Her face warmed with embarrassment.

“It seemed like the least I could do after embarrassing you all that way.”

Hunter squeezed her shoulders. “I think you probably embarrassed yourself more than anything, little one. But it’s all forgiven now. It will be up to you whether you work things out with Garrett, but your punishment is over.”

She stepped into his arms when he offered her a hug.

“I’m not sure what to do now,” she admitted. “It’s awkward being here when Master Garrett is here. I just need some space from him while I sort things out.”

“Understandable. You’re welcome to go hide out in my suite upstairs if you want. I know you’re helping with shutdown tonight. We’ll come get you when it’s time.”

Isabelle closed her eyes. “Fuck. I was supposed to spend the night here with him tonight. My family isn’t expecting me at home.”

Hunter chuckled. “Stay here. I’ll just go crash at the Glenview. You can come by there tomorrow and we’ll talk about things then.”

Isabelle nodded and gave him a shy smile. “Are you sure you don’t need the suite?”

Hunter rolled his eyes. “Contrary to popular belief, I do not have a girl in there every weekend. I am sure I don’t need it. I’m unattached tonight.”

Isabelle tried to stifle a giggle but failed.

“What’s so funny, sub?” Hunter asked, a mock glare on his face.

“You forget that I’ve been setting up the suites for most of the parties lately. You absolutely have a girl in there almost every weekend, Master Hunter, Sir,” she added when his glare turned more serious.

His features relaxed and he shook his head. “You’re making me regret taking the gag out. Go hide. Unless you want to talk to your Dom and work things out, that is.”

Isabelle shook her head. "Not just yet. It will take me some time to figure out my feelings.”

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