Page 102 of Their Naughty Student (Office Intrigue Duet 6)
I didn’t respond, but followed him out of the training room, across the floor to his office. Once inside, he closed the door.
“I’m sorry to spring this on you like this.”
“Yeah?” I wasn’t buying it. “I get the feelin’ it wouldn’t matter if I objected.”
He turned to face me. “Do you?”
“I don’t know yet. The idea of putting her on display…” Truth was, I wasn’t sure I was on board with any of this. Using her as an example didn’t sit well.
Edge put his hands on his hips. “When I stopped by to talk to Jamie, she wasn’t having it. I pushed just hard enough to get her to admit she was hurt by my actions.” He sighed. “What the fuck was I supposed to do?”
I took a step forward, hesitated, then decided what the hell. I moved in close, close enough to feel the warmth of his body, which I’d missed the past few days. “I’d’ve done the same thing, I’m sure.”
To my surprise, Edge didn’t move away. His hands shifted from his hips to mine. His voice lowered. “I feel out of control, Cav. Between you and her … I don’t know which way is up.”
I couldn’t resist, so I leaned in and kissed him, cupping the back of his neck. I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen him like this. “We’ll get through it.”
Edge shook his head, took one step back, but didn’t break his grip on my hips. “What if she decides not to do it?”
I didn’t want to think about that, but I knew it had to be said. “Then we’ll deal with it.”
And though I said the words aloud, I knew deep down that Jamie was exactly what we needed. In a submissive capacity or not. Hell, she was the one who brought me and Edge closer. I didn’t believe in coincidence, but I did believe that things happened for a reason. Jamie was put in our path because she was meant to be there. As were we.
“Let’s get through tomorrow’s session,” I told him. “See how it goes.”
We separated and Edge thrust his hand through his hair.
In an effort to lighten the mood, I changed the subject. “So what prompted you to bring Talon on board? You know he’s looking for something very specific, right?”
“I do.” Edge perched on the edge of his desk, crossed his arms.
“You know he’s got four slaves at home?” I asked.
He chuckled. “Yep. I knew that. Didn’t know you did, though.”
For those who thought Zeke Lautner was ruthless, they hadn’t met Talon. For fuck’s sake, the guy didn’t even have a first or last name. He was simply Talon.
“Do you think one of these submissives is right for him?”
“No. Not at all.” Edge grinned. “But I think Ian and Isaac might get a run for their money with one, maybe two of them, too.”
“Two?” That sounded interesting.
Edge grinned, his face far more relaxed now.
“Those two scare me,” I teased. Similar to Talon, they were looking for a full-time Master/slave relationship. I’d heard they were looking for two slaves to share between them, but I wasn’t even sure how that worked.
“Me, too.” There was a spark in Edge’s eyes that said he wasn’t exactly kidding.
“Well, I say we get this show on the road.”
“I put an outfit in Jamie’s locker,” Edge noted. “For tomorrow night.”
I nodded. I’d figured as much. “Tell me this. Are you gonna be lenient on her?”
His eyes hardened. “Not at all. She’s getting what she wanted, and I won’t say I’m not glad it happened this way. I was having a hard time watching her with Chaos and he’s a big fucking teddy bear. However, I need to know she’s willing to see this through.” His eyes fell to the floor. “I honestly don’t know what I’ll do if she doesn’t.”
I didn’t bother to tell him she would, but I knew.
After all, my heart was involved, and the damn thing seemed to be fine-tuned to these two.
For the first time in my life, I knew exactly what I wanted and I damn sure wasn’t going to let anyone or anything get in the way of that.
FIFTEEN
EDGE
Saturday, November 10, 2018
BEING IN CONTROL WAS INGRAINED IN ME. A natural response. And when I felt as though I was backed into a corner, I relied on it to keep me sane.
Since Jamie insisted on pushing my buttons, I figured now was the time to show her exactly who was boss.
“As you might’ve noticed,” I told the group watching me intently, “there are some additions to our class. This is due to a significant change I’ve decided to make.” I peered over at Jamie, held out my hand. “Come here, sweetness.”
The only sign of hesitation was the way her eyes slightly widened seconds before she stepped forward.
“Kneel,” I instructed, pointing toward the floor beside me.
