“It’s nice to meet you.”
Ransom Bishop nodded but didn’t say a word.
“Please, have a seat.” Trent motioned toward one of the leather chairs. “Troy, you can sit beside her.” His eyes shifted to Braxton and Case. “Gentlemen, you can join us. There’s plenty of seating.”
“We’d be honored,” Braxton said politely, taking a seat on the sofa across the aisle.
Trent peered over at me. “Have you been properly introduced?”
“Yes.”
The flight attendant appeared but she didn’t speak until Trent acknowledged her. “The captain has informed me we’re ready for takeoff, Mr. Ramsey. If you’ll please take your seat and buckle up. Once we’ve leveled off”—she shot a quick glance to Braxton—“breakfast will be served.”
Trent nodded, then removed his suit jacket, handing it over to Jill before taking the seat opposite Troy and me. I busied myself with the seat belt, hoping to find my composure before I looked up again.
“You mentioned you were a business associate of Trent’s,” Case prompted and I realized he was speaking to me. “What is it that you do?”
My gaze shot to Trent’s and I saw the wicked gleam in his eyes. Busted.
“She’s a lawyer,” Trent offered, his eyes never leaving me.
“What type of law?” Case questioned, apparently rather nosy.
“Contract law,” I said, peeking around Troy to give him a sideways glance.
“So, how did you get into that?” he asked as everyone got situated.
I hadn’t realized this was going to be an interrogation. As it was, I felt entirely outnumbered by the incredibly attractive men who were apparently accompanying me on this job interview.
“Totally by accident,” I admitted. “I knew I wanted to be a lawyer, but it wasn’t until I worked in real estate that I understood the significance of understanding contracts.”
“Pardon my ignorance, but what exactly does contract law entail?” Troy asked from beside me.
It was obvious Troy was attempting to keep the conversation going, so I obliged him by saying, “A lot of people need contract lawyers. Not only when you’re making a big purchase such as a house, but also many businesses utilize contracts with employees. I’ve found it’s important for them to understand the fine print. Not to mention, clients who utilize agents. Whether it be sports, literary, or other types of entertainment.”
Hoping to defer any more questions related to the status of my employment, I turned my attention to Trent. “Would you mind providing me information on my potential clients?”
The jet’s engines fired up but they weren’t as loud as I’d expected. Likely due to the quality of the aircraft.
Trent grinned as he relaxed in his chair. “The public relations firm is owned by four partners. Landon and Langston Moore handle the publishing industry. Benjamin Snowden caters to the technology sector. And Justin Parker deals with the toy industry.”
“Toys?” I asked curiously.
“Sex toys, to be more specific.”
Braxton or Case cleared his throat. I wasn’t sure who it was, though.
I kept my eyes locked with Trent’s and pretended not to be surprised. “Interesting mix. And do you know how the company came about?”
“From the way they tell it, they’re all in the lifestyle and met at a club.”
“Your club?”
“No. Before Dichotomy’s time. They’ve been in business for over a decade now.”
“And how many employees do they have?”
“That’s a question better left for them. However, I do know they’ve recently expanded, bringing on some account executives who can help broaden their impressive portfolios. Zeke is one of those employees.”
Because he was sitting somewhere behind me, I couldn’t see my bodyguard, so I kept my eyes on Trent.
“Are they members of your Chicago club?” I asked, merely because I was curious.
“They are. All four of them are Masters. Landon and Langston recently collared their submissive. Ben and Justin have recently taken a submissive; however, Ben’s a switch, so technically, he’s Justin’s submissive as well but they both top her.”
“So, two Doms for every one submissive?” I found that intriguing.
“Does that surprise you?”
I shook my head and tried to relax. “Not at all. However, you tend to see a single Dom with multiple submissives.”
“As the norm?” Troy asked.
I peered over at him. “No. I wouldn’t say it’s standard. But it isn’t uncommon.”
“True,” Case added. “It’s not uncommon.”
“Are you a Dominant?” I asked Case.
He snorted, as did someone behind me, but I wasn’t sure if it was Zeke or Ransom. “No, ma’am.”
“He’s a submissive,” Trent supplied. “A masochist, to be more specific. As is Brax.”
That was interesting. Especially since I knew a Sadist who just so happened to be on this plane.
“Have you ever been with a Dom who had multiple submissives?” Trent asked me.
“No. Nor have I been with two Doms at one time.” I smiled. “I’m more of a traditional submissive.”
“By design?” Trent inquired. “Or merely circumstance?”
I considered that for a moment. “I guess you could say circumstance since I’ve never been propositioned on either count.”
