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Oh.
I cracked a smirk and ran a hand through my hair. “Maybe I’m a little distracted. But yeah, definitely excited about a vacation. You and Kingsley are coming too, right?”
“Yes, Sir. I can’t freaking wait.” He smiled and sat a little straighter. “Speaking of, I will be hosting a body worship demo with a sensual massage on the trip, so let me know if any of your boys would like to attend.”
Cam could not look up faster, and he tapped Lucian’s knee.
Lucian smiled knowingly. “You may speak, pet.”
“I would love to attend, Owner.” He peered over at Tate. “Are you bringing those candles you made a post about online?”
Tate lit up a little. “Yeah. The massage candles. They’re amazing. Master is hooked.”
What the fuck was a massage candle?
“Color me intrigued,” Lucian said. “I’m assuming there’s a fee?”
Tate hesitated. “I’m kinda torn. Part of me wants everyone to leave with a candle, but I don’t know how many are interested yet. It’s highly possible I’ll be stuck there with twenty candles and no participants because they’d rather go to the pool.”
“Nonsense,” Lucian replied dismissively. “We have a wonderful group of slaves joining us on the cruise. I’m positive they’ll be interested. Figure out how much everything costs you, including the effort, and let me know how much to transfer.” He turned to me. “Do you think Noa would?—”
“Hell no,” I laughed. “And it has nothing to do with you, pet,” I told Tate. “Noa serves Lucian and me in his own wonderful way, but spare yourself from including him. If he’s in his Little space, he’ll get upset at the slightest mistake, he’s too impatient to wait for instructions, he’ll feel bad if he doesn’t do as well as Cam, and if he’s in a brat mood, who knows what he’ll do with the candles.”
Lucian smiled indulgently, knowing I was right. Cam knew it too, and he didn’t need his little kink brother turning a massage demo into a competition. It was better Cam attended alone with fellow slaves.
“Sign me up for four candles, please,” Cam requested. “Two for Master, two for Daddy.”
I reached over and rubbed his neck. I really fucking loved how frequently he called me Daddy now.
Spotting Colt coming over, I found it too easy to tune out the massage demo talk. I was ready for it to be brat-beating time, but in order to get there, we had to figure out who was involved.
Sometimes, it would be nice to beat the truth out of a brat, but it would just make them lose respect for the Dom. We could make playful threats about violence and earn ourselves nervous laughter, but when fist came to punch, one had to respect the process. If the bottoms went through all the trouble of coming up with a scheme, it was our duty to play along and break them the right way.
I tilted my head as Colt positioned himself behind my chair, and he leaned down and rested his forearms across my shoulders.
“We need to throw out some bait to keep the brats from assuming we’re tryna figure out what they’re up to,” he said quietly.
It needed to be good bait, considering we already had their attention. Not the ones who were easier to distract, like our boys, but Macklin? Macklin was keeping an eye on us. So was Shay, I realized. He’d found a seat on the little sofa on their porch, and he glanced away when I looked over.
“Do we have a list of suspects yet?” I spoke under my breath too.
He nodded with a dip of his chin. “It ain’t complete, but so far… Macklin, Corey, Kit, Noa, Shay, and possibly Gael.”
The Littles in that squad were still seemingly intent on watching the forest for Easter egg clues, but that could be an act on their part.
“All right, well…” I cleared my throat and locked eyes with Greer and then River. “Adding some confusion to the mix shouldn’t be a problem—we just gotta figure out what captures their attention on a collective level.”
“Any ideas, Mindgamer?”
I chuckled quietly. Calling me by my online username to remind me I enjoyed mindfucks?
I shifted in my seat and threw a glance toward Noa. Kit, Gael…Corey… I didn’t know Lane well enough yet, but if he was anything like his boyfriend Macklin…?
There we have it.
“What’s the one reason brats love seeing Tops hang out together?” I tilted my head and demonstratively pressed my lips to his jaw.
He stiffened for a hot second before things dawned on him, and he let out a low chuckle. “You sexy genius. That’s it. I’ll go tell the others. That’ll throw ’em, for sure.”
