I scrubbed a hand over my face. “Yes, I know.”

Thankfully, before Jace could jump in with whatever advice he had to offer, Annie joined us. She looked around for a seat and I patted my lap.

“Sit here, sweetheart.”

Without hesitation, she put an arm around my neck and lowered herself onto my knee. She sat a little stiffly, but I was glad she’d done as I asked.

“Can I get you a drink, Annie?” Sean offered.

“No, thanks. I had a couple of glasses of wine with dinner and I don’t want to break the rules.”

“Good girl,” I murmured. She’d remembered the club had a two-drink maximum for anyone who wanted to play.

“There are staff members posted throughout the club,” Sean said. “If you feel uncomfortable or distressed at any time…”

“Fuck’s sake, Sean!” Jace shook his head. “Don’t you trust your brother?”

“Of course I do, but this is Annie’s first time here. I want her to be safe.”

“I’m safe with Ciaran,” Annie assured him. “And I read the club protocols. If I need help, I know how to ask for it.”

“We should go have that tour of the facilities.” I lifted Annie off my lap and set her down on her feet before standing. “Unless Sean wants to demonstrate what the fire alarm sounds like and point out the exits.”

Sean gave me the middle finger.

“Enjoy your evening,” Annie said as I steered her away from the table. I loved that she seemed to get along well with the people closest to me.

We headed through to the main part of the club. A set of medieval-looking stocks were set up on the stage. Thomas, one of the most experienced Doms at the club, and his raven-haired submissive, Chloe, stood at the back. They were deep in conversation, no doubt discussing the show they were about to put on.

“Do you want to stay and watch?” I asked Annie.

She scanned the area. Obviously realizing the only free seats were just a few feet from the stage, she shook her head. “Can we skip it for now?”

“Of course.” I buried my disappointment. Seeing an experienced couple in action might have allayed some of her anxieties.

I took her to the elevator leading upstairs. It was separate from the one that brought us up from the restaurant and people had to scan their membership cards to access it. Sean had designed the club that way to ensure there was no direct access from the restaurant to the private rooms.

I strolled along the corridor to give Annie a chance to see what was going on in some of the rooms. In the first, a woman dangled in chains attached to a hook on the ceiling. She was pushed up onto her tiptoes and as her partner wielded a cane, her body jerked and she screamed loudly, startling Annie.

“Are you okay?” I touched her shoulder lightly.

“Yes, fine, but should we be watching this?”

“There are screens on all the windows that can be closed. These people want to be watched and heard. The rooms are soundproofed, but you can choose to turn on a speaker.”

“Oh, wow. I would not like that.”

“Noted.” I had no need for the world to see and hear what Annie and I were up to, so I was fine with keeping things completely private.

Annie moved on to the next window and I followed. This silent scene inside was tame compared with some things I’d witnessed in the club. A naked blonde woman rode one man while another fucked her ass.

The next window had the shades drawn, but the one after that revealed a room that seemed to catch Annie’s interest. She leaned in a little closer. I came to stand next to her and grinned. Inside, a woman was strapped to a medical examination table, her legs spread wide. I recognized her as Misty, a regular at the club. Though I hadn’t played with her, Sean and Jace had spent an evening with her. The man dressed in a white coat, with a stethoscope around his neck, was an associate at the law firm we used for our real estate business.

As he opened a sterile packet to retrieve a speculum, Misty began to struggle. Annie gasped.

“It’s okay,” I assured her. “It’s part of their game. If she wanted him to stop, she’d use her safeword.”

“I’m not worried about her.” Annie turned to me, her eyes glistening and her cheeks red.