“You didn’t happen to order cat food too, did you?” I asked, looking through the bags.
“No, I had no idea how long it would take for us to get a pet, so it seemed foolish to buy food.”
“But you bought everything else? Even a collar, which is really lovely by the way.” It was a light blue with darker blue fish on it. Thinking about Jackson buying these things was just too adorable.
“I did,” he grunted a bit, not meeting my gaze as he looked through the bags himself. I chuckled and helped him empty the bags. Biscuit truly would be spoiled rotten here.
Two weeks later, we were having a fun weekend with our members. Each room was rented out for the entire weekend, and many came just to have fun with our other members. For many of them this was sort of like dating, at least according to Jackson. They could meet others who were into the same thing in a safe environment, without having made any promises. Exactly what Jackson had hoped for with our club. Subs and doms could meet here knowing we’d personally vetted them, and since we gave them a location they couldmeet at each time for privacy, that helped things too. Many didn’t want their kinks to be known out in the open, and it became apparent when one of the city politicians joined as a sub. We had each member sign NDAs, ensuring all our members privacy, which was why our waiting list kept growing. Jackson’s family attorney had been a big help on that, and it had been hilarious watching the old man work through everything with Jackson.
“The last pair for the weekend just arrived. Will you let them in?” Jackson asked. He was writing down the meal plan for next week along with allergies and such. We’d only lasted one week before admitting we needed a chef for meals when members stayed over. The weekdays we could do ourselves, but weekends were tougher, so we hired Benjamin. He was, to say it mildly, the perfect man for the job. His fried chicken burgers had caused so many moans, I’d thought there was an orgy going on in the dining room. Yes, we now had a dining room. At night the room was turned into a place to sit and be social, with the room next door containing the bar and soft music playing for those who wanted to dance. We’d installed doors that could be pushed away, making it appear almost as one big room when we wanted it to. We’d decided that each Friday we were open tohave a sort of party night with upbeat music and later bar hours. But the dining room was my favorite at meal times. We also did deliveries to the rooms if the couples wanted privacy to eat, but most of our members enjoyed eating together.
I loved our members, not that I knew many of them personally yet, but most I’d spoken to several times and they were all so polite and thankful to be invited into this small community.
I eyed Jackson before shrugging. “Sure,” I replied, walking out of the room to greet the newcomers. Jackson had vetted them himself since I had to go to the vet with Biscuit to get him neutered. They were the only couple I hadn’t met and I looked forward to meeting them. With that in mind, I opened the door, only to freeze in place when I saw a grinning Rino and a blushing Kyle.
What.
The.
Fuck.
“Um…” I said, not really knowing what was happening. “Is it a case?” I whispered, figuring that had to be it.
“Nope,” Rino said, beaming wider at my confusion.
“We’re members,” Kyle muttered, not meeting my gaze as he spoke.
“Oh!” I exclaimed. “Ooooooh.” Rino and Kyle were together. OMG! My former boss was what…a dom? And Kyle was his sub?
“Yeah,” Rino smirked. “Gonna let us in or what?”
I stepped aside and did just that. “I have so many questions,” I said, mostly to myself.
“Oh, I bet,” Rino replied, seeming way too giddy about all of this.
Jackson met us in the foyer, his smile matching Rino’s. “Nice to see you again,” he greeted, shaking hands with them both. I was still too shocked to do anything other than gawk at their display of friendship. “Let’s sit in my office and talk before you get your key.”
We all moved to Jackson’s office, which was fully his since he dealt with all the stuff you’d need an office for—I had my library for what I needed. Jackson and I sat down in the two chairs while Rino and Kyle sat next to each other on a couch.
“Explain,” I said, gesturing between them. I was so intrigued. This was pure gossip and I couldn’t even tell Daisy or Mom about it because of our stupid rules about members’ privacy! The big boss ofMediums was sleeping with his employee! This was too juicy for even Mitch and Nic to ignore. They stood next to us and waited eagerly for them to talk more. And to think they had no clue on the level of juiciness either!
I was immensely glad I’d told Rino about my ghost situation at home, since I needed him tonottell Jackson anything. I could trust them both to keep my secret around Mitch and Nic. I also doubted they would want to admit to my ghosts that they could see them, especially since they weren’t here for business, but for pure pleasure.
Kyle and Rino gave each other a look before Rino answered. “I met Kyle and was… Infatuated I guess you could say. He was just the perfect sub, always beaming when I praised him for a job well done, and then some lines got crossed and the rest is history.”
“How long?” I dared ask.
“He’s been staying with me since he got out of the hospital,” Rino stated proudly.
“You live together?!”
“We do,” Kyle nodded. “I needed a fulltime dom, something I’ve been searching for since returning, and he’s perfect for me, Pete.”
I softened a bit after hearing that. “I’m glad you found each other then.” I knew Rino gave off dom vibes, but I hadn’t seen this coming. I was actually glad. Kyle was my friend so having him be here as a member was perfect, and I liked Rino too.
“We’re so watching them fuck tonight,” Nic declared, and I watched how Kyle and Rino tried to mask their amusement over it.
“Definitely,” Mitch agreed, and this time it was my turn to hide my smile.
