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My response is knee jerk and immediate, but Owen’s response is just as swift and the opposite of mine.
Bellamy ignores both of us and looks to the head of the table. “Matteo, do you mind if I call Grace and see if I can help her out with anything? I don’t want to just take over from her when she’s been doing my job for nearly two months.”
Matteo’s amusement is almost unnoticeable given his stoic expression, but a sparkle of mischief in his eyes gives it away. “That’s fine with me. Something tells me she’ll welcome your call.”
She stands and picks up her phone. As she moves away from the table her hand brushes my shoulder and it doesn’t seem like it was an accident. I watch her walk away, hoping for a sign that she touched me on purpose, but she gives me none.
I want to hear her phone call, but I’m needed at the table to make sure these men don’t try anything too dangerous.
The four men sitting with me are clearly friends. The kind of friends Owen and I used to be. It makes me miss him for a moment until I catch Bellamy staring at him while she’s on the phone across the room.
She laughs at something Grace says, but her eyes never leave Owen. Will she ever look at me that way? There were a few seconds on the plane after she woke from her nap that I thought I saw lust in her eyes when she looked at me, but now I can’t be sure.
“Earth to Tobias,” Owen says, flicking a pen my way.
I catch the pen and snap my attention back to the meeting happening in front of me and do my best not to look at Bellamy again. “What were you saying?”
“I was asking if you had any objections to arriving at the club a little after us. We don’t want people questioning who the new guy is and why he’s suddenly in our circle.”
I frown. “You go. I’ll bring Bellamy later.”
Bellamy clears her throat. “I’m meeting Grace there in a couple of hours. She needs more help than I thought.”
I glare at her. “You’re not going without one of us.”
She has the audacity to roll her eyes at me, and I’m suddenly overcome with the desire to spank her. Especially now that I understand what she’s been up to all these years. Would she welcome me spanking her? Her voice interrupts my dirty thoughts.
“The club is Fort Knox. It’s probably the safest place for me when I’m not here.”
“She’s right,” Luke says. “Ask my Zara.”
Bellamy smacks Luke in the back of the head. “What you did to her was cruel.”
Luke flashes her an impish grin. “It worked, didn’t it? She’s Zara Bowden now.”
Bellamy shakes her head. “You’re lucky she told me not to be mad at you.”
Now I want to know what Luke did to his wife. And I’m jealous of these interactions. Of the family my fiancée has clearly made here. I’m also experiencing twinges of guilt for taking her away from it all. That is definitely not something I expected to feel. I’m a practical man, not prone to emotional reactions, but I’ve had several of those since she came back into my life.
Matteo clears his throat. “Can we get back to business, please?”
Bellamy ducks her head. “Sorry. I’m going to change clothes.” She stands and I watch her walk away, wishing I could follow and help her change. Will we ever be that familiar with each other?
Owen looks at me expectantly. “So, do you mind? We’ll send a driver for you an hour or so after we open and have Bellamy give you the grand tour like any other first-time guest.”
That gets my attention. A private tour of a BDSM club from my fiancée? There’s no way I’m turning down that opportunity.
Chapter thirteen
Chapter 12
Bellamy
Myhandactuallyshakesas I open the front door to Sin City Subs—the sandwich shop that hides our club from the prying eyes of the public. I’ve been gone for five weeks, but it feels like a lifetime.
Grace nearly tackles me with her hug when I walk in. The shop is open for business, but no one is at the counter, so we slip into the back.
“Please don’t kill me,” Grace moans as she unlocks the door to what used to be my office. Some things are different, like the photos on the desk, but it’s mostly the same, and my heart aches from homesickness.
