God, just the sound of that word made my heart flutter wildly. They were offering me a chance to experience something I’d craved for most of my adult life.
I would be crazy to turn it down.
“Do you need time to think about it?” Master Parker asked.
It would probably be wise to say yes, but I knew I didn’t need time. I knew exactly what I wanted.
Repositioning myself so that the lines of my body were more appealing despite the unflattering T-shirt, I met each of their gazes. “No, Master Parker and Mr. Snowden. I don’t need time to think about it.”
“And what is your decision?” Mr. Snowden asked.
“I would like to be your submissive, whatever that entails.”
The three of us released a collective breath, and some of the tension in the air dissipated. It was as though they’d been hoping for that answer, which made me feel significantly better about my decision.
“I’m very happy to hear that,” Master Parker said. “And if you have any questions regarding how things will work in the office, feel free to ask Luci anything. She’ll be as open with you as she can be. When we originally hired her, she didn’t know any of this up-front. She came into it over time.”
“Was she your submissive?” I asked, my eyes darting back and forth between the two of them. He had mentioned they’d played with her and I wanted to know what that entailed.
“For a brief time, we did have…interactions with Luci,” Master Parker admitted. “But, no. She was never our submissive. It never got that serious, but we did have an arrangement in the beginning. She’s now engaged to our partners and Ben and I no longer play with her.”
“For how long?”
Master Parker frowned, obviously not understanding my question.
“How long has it been since you were with her?”
“About five months.”
Oh. So, quite a while then.
I wasn’t sure why I wanted to know that. Other than the fact that I did not want to work with a woman who was recently in a relationship with these two. Call me possessive or whatever, but I didn’t like the idea of another woman touching them.
Which was the weirdest thing I could possibly think. I had just met them last night. I had no claims on them, nor them on me. Not until there was a contract in place, anyway.
“Thank you for answering, Master Parker.”
“I’ll request that you call me Mr. Parker going forward.”
I nodded, a smile tugging at my lips. Mr. Parker and Mr. Snowden. I liked it.
Mr. Parker shifted as he prepared to get up. “After I shower, I’m going to head into the office for a bit to take care of a few things. You’ll go shopping with Ben. Buy whatever you think you’ll need for a couple of weeks. Whether you take the job or not, that’s something I want to provide you with.”
I instantly shook my head.
“I’m not asking,” Mr. Parker said in that distinct Dom voice of his. “In case you haven’t noticed, you are not the one in charge. Take what we’re offering without argument, Addison. A smart woman knows when it’s necessary.”
With that, he got to his feet and headed into his bedroom. I stared after him, dumbfounded.
“I’m going to move your clothes to the dryer in a few minutes,” Mr. Snowden stated as he rose from the sofa. “So, you’ve got about half an hour before we can go.”
I had no idea what to say, so I actually managed to keep my mouth shut.
Last thing I needed to do was piss them off when they were offering me so much. After all, Mr. Parker was right. A smart woman did know when it was necessary.
Nine
JUSTIN
“SO, YOU’VE CONVINCED OUR PET to come into work on a Sunday,” Langston drawled when he waltzed into my office a short time later.
I leaned back in my chair, ignoring the email I was working on and giving my attention to my business partner. “If it hadn’t been extremely important, I wouldn’t have asked.”
Langston grinned, something I was getting used to. Before Luci came into the man’s life, he hadn’t been much on smiling. Now, it seemed he didn’t do much else.
“So, you found someone who might be a good fit?” He took a seat in one of the chairs across from my desk. The guy looked well-rested and far less stressed than he had in the past.
Taking a deep breath, I decided to give him the lowdown on what had happened last night at the club. When I was finished telling the story, his eyes were wide and there was a tic in his jaw.
“I assume Edge is takin’ care of the problem?”
“He did. Booted the asshole out.”
“And the girl?”
“She works in the submissive training program.”
Langston ran his hand through his hair and glared at me. “I hate fucking assholes who beat on women.”
