I got the feeling I’d be dreaming about her for a long time to come.
CHAPTER 7
Friday, October 26, 2018
EDGE
It was my own fault.I knewit the instant I turned down the hallway.
I had mistakenly believed that Zeke was not in the office, and that was the only reason I was heading to my own.I had avoided the place all week, working remotely or at the club, but I had a few things I had to get done today, namely a quick meeting with Justin.Hence, I’d come in.
I honestly thought I was in the clear, right up until I heard:
“Edge!”
Busted!That’s what you get.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I muttered to that stupid voice.
Although I would’ve preferred to run the other way, pretend Zeke wasn’t staring at me while calling my name, I knew I couldn’t.So, I turned my feet in the opposite direction and headed toward him.
“Come in,” Zeke insisted.“Let’s chat.”
The way he said it told me he would be doing most of the talking.
I peered over at him briefly, then cast a quick look down the hall.Of course I didn’t have a meeting right this minute.But I could probably lie, come up with something, except Zeke would know I was avoiding him, and I’d look like a pussy.
Can’t have that … pussy.
With an internal sigh, I glanced back at Zeke and figured what the hell.I might as well suck it up and get it over with.After all, I couldn’t move forward until I did.My stupid conscience wouldn’t let me.
Zeke moved into his office, and I followed close behind him.
“Sit.”
The barked order had me smiling.“I’m not one of your submissives, Zeke.”
“Nope.You’re not.However, you are the Dom who introduced my sister to kink.”
Ah, hell.Honestly, I had hoped he was going to talk to me about Cav’s interview that had taken place earlier in the week.Perhaps thank me for making the recommendation, because I’d already heard that Cav was offered and accepted.
Yeah, right.The big, bad Sadist wants tothankyou.
A familiar chuckle sounded in my head, and I knew my conscience was laughing at me.I was starting to think I might need professional help.
Don’t bottle it all up.Maybe I’ll go away then.
Doubtful.
Without grace or finesse of any kind, I dropped down into the chair across from Zeke’s desk.“Is this where you give me shit about it?Keep in mind that was your idea.”
“Technically, it was Ransom’s.”
“But you went along with it.”
Zeke stared at me, an intimidation tactic he had long ago perfected.I’d learned a long time ago to shrug it off.The man didn’t scare me.Not the way most people assumed.However, he was my friend, and the last thing I wanted to do was cross any lines with him.
A few lines had been crossed already.Although I hadn’t gone out with Jamie yet, Cav had.Twice.The fucker had texted me last night—afterthe fact—to let me know he was tired of waiting around for me.Based on the outline of his text, there would definitely be another in their future.
