Page 26 of Not Safe For Work

“I’m not. But I have a friend down at the local dungeon who I trust enough to try things out on me. He knows damn well I’m not a sub, and I’m just doing it to understand what it feels like.”

“The local—” His eyebrows flicked up. “You go to those?”

“Sometimes. You?”

Rick shook his head. “Never been to one.”

“Really? They’re a lot of fun. I mean, if you don’t mind being in a room full of other people.”

“That’s the part I’m not sure about.” He met my eyes. “Is it always out in the open?”

“Not at all. There are private rooms and open areas. Sometimes it’s fun to watch or be watched, and sometimes you just want to focus on what you’re doing.”

“So why go to the club?”

“Well, you might want to find someone new to play with, or share a submissive with someone.” I shrugged. “Just depends on what you’re into.” I tipped his chin up and kissed him. “And no, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

Some tension left his shoulders. “Okay. Good. I mean, I might. Someday. But—”

I kissed him again. “Don’t worry about it. We’ve just met—well, I mean, in this context—and we’re still figuring each other out. That kind of thing doesn’t even need to cross our minds right now.”

“Fair enough. Admittedly, I have always been curious about it, but let’s see how things go when it’s just the two of us first.”

“Of course.” I caressed his cheek. “And for the record, so far I like how things are going when it’s just the two of us.”

He smiled and pressed against my hand. “Me too.” Sobering a bit, he met my gaze. “It’s a shame we won’t have more time. We’ll have to play the workweeks by ear—I work some long hours.”

I scowled. “Yeah, me too.”

“Really?”

“Sometimes. Right now, it’s fairly quiet, but that can change on a dime.”

“Duly noted.” Rick grinned. “Well, that’s why God invented the weekend.”

“Didn’t Henry Ford invent the weekend?”

“Eh, close enough. Either way.”

“Good point.” I kissed him gently. “Bottom line, as long as the slave drivers aren’t keeping me on overtime, my weekends are all yours.”

“What a coincidence, because on the weekends, I’m all yours.”

Oh fuck. This was going to be awesome.