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It had taken some convincing, but they’d agreed to let her ink her body with the same image, though a smaller version of it on her right shoulder.

“You about ready, birthday girl?”

“Almost.” She’d moved to the Boys Ranch permanently to be with him and Chance. My men. With the help of Lucas, an architect and the sheriff’s brother, her guys’ bedrooms and the kitchen and one bath had been combined into a cute apartment by taking out just a few walls.

“Better hurry. Chance is threatening to leave without us.”

“Really? Who’s going to drive him?”

Jaris smiled. “He says that since I drove your car while I was still without sight, he thought he might give it a go.”

She recalled why Jaris had driven. She’d been injured. “That was different. That was an emergency.”

Jaris pulled her in close and kissed her lightly. “According to him, if you don’t hurry up, this will merit emergen

cy status.”

“Five minutes more. That’s all.”

“I’ll let him know.” Jaris walked back to the door, placing his hand on the knob. He turned around, fixing his stare on her. “But if you’re not out by then, there’s no telling what that crazy man will do. It’ll all be on you, Kaylyn.”

“Yes, Sir. I promise. Five minutes. I just want to make sure I look good for tonight. This is the first time we’ve been to Phase Four together. I want to make you proud.”

“Baby, you look incredible. Gorgeous. And besides, you can’t imagine how proud Chance and I are that you are ours.”

He didn’t wait for a response, but left, closing the door behind him.

She turned back to the mirror, gazing at her reflection. She’d put her hair up, as they’d instructed her to do for tonight’s fun. The black ribbon around her throat had been Chance’s idea. She loved how it looked around her neck.

What did Chance and Jaris have in store for her? She had a few guesses, but they were only guesses. Not knowing actually had her jittery and excited. She’d begged them for some lessons at home about what they’d learned during their Dom classes, but they’d refused, saying they wanted to wait until her birthday to unleash their new skills. So, they’d kept their lovemaking with her vanilla. Of course, they were masters already in the bedroom, giving her multiple orgasms night after night.

Last night, no sex. They’d told her they wanted her to get a good night’s sleep so she could fully enjoy her birthday. She’d drifted off in their arms, dreaming of the delights they had in store for her.

The door opened again.

With Annie by his side, Chance stood in the doorway, wearing leathers the same as Jaris. His muscles bulged. She couldn’t wait to be conquered tonight by her ebony god.

“Sweetheart, it is time to go.” Chance’s deep tone was firm.

“Yes, Sir. I’m ready.”

Barely able to contain herself on the drive to Phase Four, she knew she’d never been this excited about her birthday—ever.

The five of them—she, Chance and Annie, and Jaris and Sugar—got out of the car. Jaris, though his sight had returned, was never without his canine companion. Jaris opened the trunk and brought out the two satchels. She’d nearly died from curiosity about what they held. Tonight she was going to find out what was inside them. One Jaris kept and the other he handed to Chance.

She walked into the club holding Jaris’s and Chance’s hands. The lobby area was neat with clean lines. Mr. Gold, the owner of Phase Four, sat behind the reception desk in front of a computer. Behind him was the door into the main area of the club. On it was a sign with the words “Members Only.”

He looked up at them. “Good evening.”

Jaris released her hand, extending his to Mr. Gold. “Evening.”

They shook hands.

Chance gave the forms that they’d already filled out and had her sign days ago to Mr. Gold.

“Looks like everything is in order.” Gold typed something into his computer. “All set. It’s official. Your submissive is in your care as long as you are in the club.” He opened a drawer and handed them a key. “Room seven is set up as you requested.”

They left Gold and walked through the door into the club, heading straight to room seven.

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