Page 10 of Flirt

“You’re trying to be a dick and reading too much into this.”

“Am I?” Mark replied as we reached Gabriella, leaving me with no time to respond.

“Hi,” Gabriella said, and I cocked a brow but didn’t respond to her greeting.

“Evening, Gabriella,” Mark replied, then gave her a chance to correct her mistake before he mentioned it. “You seem to have forgotten you are inside the walls of Whispering Nights.”

My lips twitched at the dumbfounded look she graced Mark with. Then I quickly sobered, remembered she was new to the whole BDSM scene and wondered if I had been drawn by her looks alone. That maybe I wanted to experience what my club brothers had found, and I was the one who read too much into the feelings being around her caused. When, in fact, it was only an attraction to a beautiful woman.

Her face changed, and I knew her mistake in greeting us had finally registered with her. “Hello, Master Mark, Master Max.”

“Glad to know a few of the rules stuck that we discussed in our short time together,” I said, and if I hadn’t watched her so closely, I would have missed the slight narrowing of her eyes before they were back to normal.

“Yes, Sir,” she paused, then added. “I’m a very fast learner.”

As I stared at Gabriella and struggled to keep my stoic composure toSirrolling out in her throaty voice directed at me. I almost missed Mark’s attempt to cover a chuckle with a cough.

“I guess I’ll be on my way and leave you both to it,” he said, then slapped me on the shoulder, which caused me to break eye contact with her and glance toward him.

“Why don’t you do that, and I’ll catch you later,” I said.

Mark smirked and replied, “Count on it, my friend,” then turned his head and added. “Gabriella,” with a nod before he walked away in the direction of his office without waiting for her to respond.

“Go to the ladies’ room and put your jacket and purse in one of the lockers.” I had shown her where the room was when we had taken the tour. Not only was it a restroom. It was equipped with showers and lockers with locks that could be reset to any combination the user chose. Even the lockers assigned to individuals on a permanent basis to store anything they didn’t want to carry back and forth from their homes. There was also the same setup for the men at the other end of the hallway. “I’ll grab a couple bottles of water from the bar and wait for you to return. Return to me there.”

“Yes...Sir.”

I waited until she walked away before I grinned at her close call in addressing me.

By the time I went to the bar, held the waters in my hand and asked Mitch, one of the floor monitors, if he would do me a favor, Gabriella returned.

“Any problems?” I asked as I handed Mitch my jacket and the key to my personal locker in the men’s room. I could have gone at the same time as Gabriella, but I wanted to see how she reacted to orders, and I admit I was a tad shocked she hadn’t bulked in the least. Mitch would place my bag in one of the private rooms, guaranteeing one would be empty when we were ready to play. Because if I read Gabriella right, no way was she ready for the open play area on the main floor. Only time would tell if she ever would be.

“No, Sir.”

“No hesitation this time. Very good. Now let’s go to the sitting area and have a talk, shall we?” I held both bottles of water in one hand and waved the empty hand out toward the sitting area. As we walked, I kept very little space between us to where we didn’t brush against each other. However, when we reached an empty couch, I waited for her to sit. After I set the two bottles of water on the table in front of us, I sat next to her, purposely invading her space.

It was something I would do a lot more of before the night was over.

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