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They also both understood that things needed to be kept in the club.

That they’d done such a good job of keeping their attraction to the club, despite moments where things could have become more intimate—like on Saturday—meant they could probably push things a little more in the club.As long as they communicated clearly where they stood.

Was some of this coming from his dick wanting to get inside her?

Probably.

Definitely.

But he could handle his dick.

He’d already proven that when he’d given her a foot rub and kept it completely platonic, even after carrying her to bed.He hadn’t called her the next day or tried to keep things going.After the way Jensen reacted on Monday, he hadn’t even asked after her every day.He hadn’t had time to stop by his grandmother’s to see her, and he’d been fine.

So, if they wanted to take things to the next level in the club, there was no good reason not to.

Do not get physically or emotionally involved with the client.

But they’d already done more physically than he should have, and it hadn’t changed anything afterward.There was no reason to think that it would after a second time.Plus, she wasn’treallya client.Not in the strictest sense of the word.She was different.

Hence why she was living at Jensen’s house instead of somewhere else.

Rules had already been bent for her; a few more wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Hell, if anything, she’d be more protected if he was sleeping in her bed.

Nope, stop that.Keeping it to the club.

Right.

But he was just saying.

“Hello, Master David.”Eben smiled as she greeted him before looking at her computer to check him in.She had her hair down, brushing her shoulders as she usually did.Today, her shoulders were bare, and she was wearing a steampunk-style leather corset several shades darker than her skin, with shiny gold buckles glinting when she moved.They matched the gold earrings dangling down alongside her naked throat.“How are you doing this evening?”

“Pretty good, thanks, Eben.And yourself?”

Her smile widened in appreciation that he’d asked.

“Good, thank you, Master David.Enjoy your evening.”

“Thank you.Ah… Eben?Has Master Jensen and his guest checked in yet?”

Mischief sparked in her dark eyes.Dammit.Yeah, he sounded about as credibly nonchalant as Jensen had when he’d been speaking to Jennifer earlier today.He was sure that club gossip about him and Cassidy was already doing the rounds.

A new submissive to the club was always watched by everyone with curiosity.Add in that David had scened with her when he never scened with new members, then she hadn’t scened with anyone else when he wasn’t there… asking after her was a big old ‘something is going on’ flag.

Oh, well.Whatever.

The gossip would have already started flying again when he scened with her this evening.It couldn’t get any worse, right?

“Yes, Master Jensen and hisguesthave checked in.That would be Cassidy, right?”

“Yes, but don’t mention her name to anyone else who asks about her.And if they ask for her by name, she’s not here,” he said immediately.

Eben sobered.

“I know,” she replied.“I only said it because it’s you.Normally, I wouldn’t answer any questions about members or guests being inside or not, but Master Gavin said you should be kept apprised of where she is at all times.”

“Okay, good.Thank you.”That made him feel better.Eben was a good girl, but sometimes people could be too trusting with the information they handed out, not realizing the person they were talking to had bad intentions.He had never asked about anyone being present in the club before, which was why he hadn’t known the protocol.