When I step out with him, he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his side.
“Our next date.” He leans down and says quietly in my ear, “We’re going to spend the whole time in my bed until I have to return you to your bulldogs.”
Heat pools low inside me. His dark chuckle sends little sparks through my system.
“Let’s get this over with.” Wyatt passes us on the way to the elevator.
I sigh. He’s been like this since the two others left. A bit curt and a lot distant. He’s pulled away from me in a way that feels too much like a month, a year, five years ago. Drew’s warmth tries to chase away the chills, but I can’t shake them.
We enter the elevator and it takes us up to a single door that opens to a loft apartment. Spacious and open.
“Like my office, I’m the first to fuck Sara in this apartment.” Drew glares at the other three. I just shake my head.
“We need to find out what they know about Tom.” Wyatt sets his laptop down on the coffee table and gestures to a desk with a computer monitor on it. “That’s not your work computer.”
Drew smirks. “You think I’d leave my personal stuff out in the open? You should know better than that by now.”
“None of us really know you well at all.” Dante arches an eyebrow at Drew.
Drew laughs. “You’ve all seen me naked and fucking our girl. Trust me. That’s as open as I get.”
“Yeah, and we all know you have exhibitionist and voyeur tendencies.” Finn sighs. “So show us behind the curtain, wizard.”
Drew releases me and goes to a door that seems like it would be a closet. “Come on, princess. You’ll want to explore while we get to work.”
I lift an eyebrow but follow curiously. Drew punches in a code on the door and it unlocks. He pushes open the door and touches a panel, lighting up the room.
“Go on,” he encourages and taps my ass as I pass him into the short hallway.
My mouth opens and eyes widen as I realize Drew has a sex dungeon in his apartment.
“Nice.” Finn puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me into the space.
It’s all leather and dark wood. I’ve read about some of these things and seen them in porn but never in real life. Unfortunately, Madison’s stalker sent me her picture on a bench like this one. I run my hand over the supple leather.
A few benches. A St. Andrew’s cross. The room is set up similar to the suite at the Veiled Vixen. A platform bed takes up a corner with metal rings all over it. I run my hand over a curved bench, imagining what all we could do in here.
“Don’t get distracted, pip.” Dante’s heat covers my back, adding even more distraction. “We have a job to do first.”
My pussy throbs at the thought of later.
Drew nods to his desk in the corner. “I patch into the security for Veiled Vixen here and keep all the backups of the footage.”
He pulls out a drawer of small hard drives. “This might take a while.”
“I’ll order dinner.” Finn holds up his phone.
Sighing, I realize play time will have to wait.
Chapter 12
Accountable Plan
Sara
I look over the top of my laptop at Finn as he chews on a pencil. Looking at security images of a strip club should really be more interesting than it actually is. It’s getting late, and so far, I haven’t found anything useful.
Just the original file of the guys with Tom. No other sightings. Not even a glimpse of Tom. The only pattern I’m finding is which girls work when.