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“Then why—”
“Fucking let it go, Cav.”
The call disconnected, and I stared at the darkened screen.
This was not going the way I’d thought it would.A couple of dates, some erotic interludes, and suddenly Edge was setting Jamie up with a slew of Dominants who would have every right to touch her however they wanted during the class.Fuck her even.
The thought of one of them fucking her… It had a red haze clouding my vision.
Maybe that was what Edge wanted.At least then she wouldn’t be a virgin anymore.
I growled, squeezed my phone, then dropped it before I shattered the screen.
“Son of a bitch.”
CHAPTER 14
Thursday, November 8, 2018
EDGE
Walking into the training room on Thursdaynight was more difficult than I anticipated.
I’d had a shit day, and it only had a little to do with the fact that Justin was pushing me to make a decision on whether or not I would come on board as a partner.Add to that the client who was convinced I’d been carousing—his word—with one of his competitors, and I was about ready to put my fist through a wall.
A long, defeated sigh escaped me.
You might want to calm down.It won’t benefit any of the submissives to see you in this state.
No, it wouldn’t.
I hated to say it, but I didn’t have fucking time to deal with Chatter right now because I was too busy trying to figure out how to fix the shit I’d put in play here at the club.Namely, having Jamie in the submissive training class.I didn’t know what I was thinking when I agreed to it.This was the worst idea I’d had in … ever.Never had I come up with something worse than this.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, I had no fucking clue how to fix it.Not without fucking up a whole lot of other shit in the process.
Boot her from the roster.That’s pretty simple.
No, I couldn’t kick her out.She hadn’t done anything to warrant it, and my actions would only cause a lot of confusion for the trainers.
Fine.Ride it out.
That was a stupid idea, but the best I had at the moment.My only option was to wait and see how it played out over time.
Even if it killed me.
Which it very well might.
“Good evening, class,” I greeted as I stepped into the training room, taking a deep breath and forcing that stupid voice out of my head.
All of the submissives and their respective Masters were in place, waiting patiently for me to get things underway.My gaze swung to Jamie, who was sitting in her seat, head down, hands clasped in front of her.Master Chaos had yet to join her, but I knew he was on his way.
“Tonight, we’re going to talk about hard and soft limits.”I picked up the folders on the small table, waved them.“Masters, if you haven’t picked up your sub’s folder, do so now.”
Triton strolled in.My eyes shot to the clock.“You’re late,” I snapped.
He paused briefly, his eyebrows darting down in confusion.
Damn it.What the fuck was I doing?I couldn’t reprimand a Dom in this class.
