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“Who?” we both ask in unison, surprised at Bellamy’s words.
“Lorenzo Trentini. We met once when I was in high school. He asked me out. I said no. Never made a big deal of it. I didn’t recognize him at the rehearsal at first, but I’m pretty sure it’s the same person. It’s probably nothing, but the memory just popped into my head, so I thought it might be worth sharing.”
“Good girl,” Owen murmurs as he lifts the mug to his lips. “You’re probably right about it being nothing, but it’s good to know as much about him as possible.”
“What are we going to do today?” Bellamy asks, effectively changing the subject.
“Whatever you want, love.”
“I saw a jet ski… could I?”
“Not by yourself,” I say.
Owen smirks into his coffee, and I fight the urge to deck him. He’s far too amused by the fact that he knows Bellamy better than I do.
“Why not? I’m perfectly capable.”
“Out of the question. I’ll take you.”
She pouts but looks away when Owen gives her a stern look. At least he’s not completely hanging me out to dry.
“We’ll talk about it after you eat your breakfast,” I say, trying to prevent a fight.
“Just because I’m a girl and I’m submissive doesn’t mean I’m weak, Tobias.”
“You mean Sir,” Owen corrects.
Her eyes flash defiantly, but she bites out the word anyway. “Sir.”
I’ll have to talk to Owen about honorifics. I don’t want her to feel like she can’t use my name simply because we’re in a power exchange relationship. He’s going to have to learn that my dynamic with Bellamy is different from his. But that’s a conversation for another time. I approach her and cup her jaw.
“I know you’re not weak, vixen. Forgive me for wanting to protect you from every danger even if they’re only perceived. Until this is over, I don’t want you doing anything on your own.”
She blinks up at me with big eyes and I swear she’s about to cry. But the moment passes. “I would love it if you took me out on the jet ski.”
With a wink, I kiss her nose. “I’ll even let you drive.”
That makes her eyes light up and I shake my head. “My girl really is an adrenaline junkie.”
“What kind of jet ski is it?” Owen asks.
I sit on the barstool next to Bellamy and put a hand possessively on her thigh while she finishes her breakfast.
“I’ve got the first Supermarine.”
Now Owen’s eyes light up. “No shit? I heard they’re only making thirty of those.”
“Fifteen in black and fifteen in white. I got one of the black ones.”
Owen whistles. “I thought about it, but I don’t get out on the water much, so I have the Nikola Wav.”
Owen launches into a detailed description of what makes his model superior to everything before it, and that leads us to a discussion of electric cars, and I have to fight to stay focused because Bellamy is rubbing her foot up and down my leg. I stroke my hand up and down her thigh in response until she’s squirming, but I’m nodding and pretending to listen to Owen nerd out about cars, even asking questions where appropriate.
I’ve been doing my own digging, and the amount of vehicles Owen owns is staggering. And Luke seems to own a fair number outside his limo fleet as well.
Bellamy leans over and whispers, “It’s so hot watching the two of you bond.”
I squeeze her leg and whisper back, “Behave.”
