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Brock thought about it for a moment. “I think you could be right.”
He spent the rest of the day focusing on the security footage from both the club and the Majestic. He thought he spotted the same body type as the guy who’d scared Alicia, but he couldn’t be sure. He took screen captures to give to Seth. Glancing at his watch, he realized they should probably head out.
He spotted Camille, Royce’s wife, handing several bundles to Alicia as he stepped out of the elevator.
“I got you some basic pieces. Take a look at them and let me know the ones you want to keep and then we can build from there.”
Alicia was holding up a sweater. “This isn’t my normal size.”
“Not the one you usually wear, but the secret is out on the great figure you’ve been hiding from everyone.”
Again with the lethal eyes: Alicia was shooting daggers at him with hers.
Camille caught the silent exchange. “He’s a guy and a Dom. They’re like that, and it is not meant in a bad way. But let me know what works and what doesn’t, and if you really don’t like what I picked, I’ll take it all back and buy the sizes you tell me to.”
Alicia shook her head. “No, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
Brock crossed the lobby and joined them. “Let me take those packages. Are you ready to leave?”
“I thought you guys would all go have a drink and maybe dinner. You tend to do that.”
“You were always welcome to join us.”
Alicia said nothing, retrieved her purse and stood up. “I’m ready to leave. I really don’t want to impose. I can stay upstairs or go to a hotel.”
“We’ve got my place all set up. If you wanted different accommodations, you should have said something earlier. If it’s me you object to, I can ask Seth to take over.”
“No, that isn’t it at all. I just hate feeling like everyone is being inconvenienced by me. It’s really nothing…”
“Then tell me his name,” offered Brock. Alicia shook her head and waited. “All right then, let’s head down to my Range Rover and head home. The boys are already there and have swept the entire house.”
He escorted her down the back stairs where one of the team had swept not only the parking lot but Brock’s vehicle for explosives.
“You’re good to go,” said the tech.
“Thanks,” he said, opening the door for Alicia. “In you go. Don’t forget to buckle your seat belt…”
“I’m not a child, Brock.”
“No, you’re not, but I’ve seen you drive away from the office without your seat belt in place.”
She locked the restraint in place. “Why doesn’t it surprise me you like to see a woman belted in?”
He placed the packages in the back of the Range Rover and slid into the driver’s seat, buckling his belt. “Baby girl, the day I put you in restraints will be the day you ask me to and not before. I can’t believe that after all this time you haven’t figured out that everything that goes on at the club is consensual.”
“It’s hard for me to believe any woman wants to have her ass beat.”
Brock chuckled. “You’d be surprised. For some it’s a turn-on and allows them to let go of their inhibitions and indulge themselves. For others, it gives them a release from the pressures of their daily lives and helps them find peace, and for others it gives them the structure and discipline they feel they need for a myriad of reasons.”
“What do you get out of it?”
“Among other things, the feeling that I’m helping someone I care about. I may not be in love with any of the subs I discipline, but I do care for them. Someday I hope to find the right partner who needs that release as much as I need to give it to her. Have you ever thought of playing at the club?”
She nodded. “To be honest, I have. It’s funny to me that people go into the club tense and unhappy, and most seem to leave in a much better frame of mind.”
“Anytime you’d like a tour, let me know. Even if the club is closed, I have keys, and I’d be happy to show you around.”
Alicia looked at him, searching his face, but for what, he wasn’t sure. He had the distinct feeling that things were changing between them, and the biggest barrier wasn’t the lifestyle but whatever was going on in her life. Brock knew for him to solve the mystery of Alicia, he’d need to solve the puzzle of who and what she really was.
