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Fallon lifts up onto one arm, looking at me.“I don’t want to change things, though.I like calling you Keeper.I like getting on my knees for you.”
I kiss his forehead.“It’s okay if you want to switch once in a while.Now I can sit in class three mornings a week and think about you threatening to punish me.You’re hot as fuck when you’re teaching.”
His laugh gets buried in my shoulder.“You’re so full of shit.”
“Am I, though?You’re all, ‘I’m a nice guy but I’m in charge, and if you look at your cell phone again I’m going to give you a spanking’ vibes.Half the students in that room had hearts in their eyes looking at you.Why do you think I got so jealous?”
“The spankings won’t be for anybody but you.I promise.”
“Good.”My hand smooths over his back.“How are you feeling now?”
“A little less panicked, but, PJ, what are we going to do?”
Isn’t that the million-dollar question?“I don’t know.But we’re going to deal with it together.I’ve got people I can call.We’ll get this figured out.”
“You’re going to call your boss, the criminal?You’re sure that’s a good idea?”Fallon hovers half over me, a mix of fear and awe on his face.
I shrug.“Fight fire with fire, right?”
His hands shake as he lays his head on my chest.“I hope he’s got an awful lot of fire.”
ChapterTwenty-Four
Fallon
Every inchof my skin is buzzing when we walk into Shadow on Friday night.Before coming here I checked with Daniel, knowing everyone who applies for membership has to list their occupation.According to him, there are no other members who work for Belle Argo University; no teachers at all.Only a private school principal from Beacon Hill.
“This place is out of control.”PJ appears to be in awe next to me.
I suppose I can see what he means.Daniel went all out with the decor.Everything is polished wood and warm lighting, plush seats, and well-dressed attendants.We stop at the bar for a drink in the main room.PJ doesn’t want one, but I do.
“I see you’ve found what you’re looking for.”Mistress Shanna’s honeyed voice has me turning around.
“It’s good to see you, Mistress.”I don’t kneel this time, but I do bow my head.It’s impossible not to.
Out of the corner of my eye I can see the uncertainty on PJ’s face.But he quickly recovers, thrusting his hand out.“PJ.Good to meet you.”
She doesn’t shake his hand but holds hers out, palm down.PJ takes it, placing a gentle kiss on her signet ring.
“I think you’ve got a good one here, Fallon,” she says.“Didn’t I tell you?”
“You did.”She was right.
To PJ, I explain, “Mistress Shanna is the queen of this domain.”
He raises his glass of orange juice.“All hail the queen.”
For a second I’m back in Mistress Shanna’s private dungeon, dizzy and overwhelmed.So much has changed since then.I’m practically a different person.
She lets out a warm, sparkling laugh.“I like this one, Fallon.You did good.”She nods toward the main floor.“I believe Daniel set aside the cage for you tonight.”Then she’s off, with several loyal subjects trailing behind her.
The cage.How on earth did he know?
PJ takes hold of my hand.“Are you ready?”
No.“As I’ll ever be.”
When I watched that couple in here the last time I came, the cage seemed intimate.People could see inside, but the fact that it was enclosed made it seem cozy as well.
