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“It goes away. I don’t know how or why, but it does. The second Mike started dating Monica, it was like Angel lost interest in him that way while they were together. The next time she got a boyfriend it was the same thing. They’re only like this when they’re both single, but it’s never going to happen because of Monica.” She scowled at the skeptical look on Adam’s face. “Look, I don’t know if you can understand this, because I’ve heard it’s different for guys, but Monica, Angel, and I were like sisters. Once a guy’s been inside your sister, you don’t want him inside you.”
He had no idea what the look on his face was, but it must have been hilarious because Olivia took one look at him and burst out laughing.
“How long ago was that?” he managed to ask, rather than continuing to gape like a total idiot. Besides, if Angel did happen to glance over here, he wanted her to see him involved in conversation. Not staring jealously.
“Years ago,” Leigh said and shrugged. “But she and Mike sleep in the same bed all the time while he’s visiting and nothing ever happens.”
“And how do you know that for sure?” he asked, trying not to growl. Did that mean Mike was going to be sleeping in Angel’s bed for this visit? No, wait, Leigh was staying with her... dammit, the woman was getting him all turned around again! Just when he thought he had a grip on his emotions, when he thought he had a plan on how to go forward, the woman shot them all to hell without even trying. The abrupt loss of control, again, made him feel panicky. No one had made him feel like this in years, maybe not ever. Not since his mother left. He was a wreck, and she hadn’t even meant to do it.
“You have it bad, don’t you?” Leigh asked, leaning in a bit and studying his face as if looking for confirmation. “Good, because I think she likes you a lot too.”
Now what the hell was he supposed to do with that?
Angel
“Come on, pretty boy, I want to introduce you to everyone,” Angel said, grabbing Mike’s hand. She had been so relieved to see him walking in the door. Any extra support seemed beneficial at the moment.
No matter what the topic of conversation had been or who was talking, she hadn’t been able to shake the feeling Master Adam’s full attention was on her. And he was slowly turning into Mr. Grouchy. It unnerved her as much as it excited her, but she didn’t think it should excite her. Chances were, he was mad she’d invaded his friend group, but she couldn’t help it—they were so friendly! And they seemed to think there was something going on between her and Adam, but while she might like the idea, she thought it was wishful thinking when it came to him.
Unless he always looked pissy when he was interested in someone?
Somehow, she doubted it. At any rate, she’d been overjoyed to see Mike walking in the club, a day earlier than he said he’d arrive, as a distraction for her nerves. Especially because if Master Adam did ask her to do a scene she knew she would want to say yes but she couldn’t ditch Leigh. With Mike here, maybe Leigh wouldn’t mind as much...
“Angel, you can’t drag me around here,” Mike said, refusing to be tugged along. Angel stopped pulling and looked up at him, confused. He laughed and ruffled her hair, ignoring her scowl as she pulled away, her hands automatically going to make sure he hadn’t messed it up. “We’re in a club, pest, one which I plan on coming to on a regular basis now that I’m back in the area. Which means I can’t have you undermining me in front of everyone.”
“Oh...” Well that made sense. After all, submissives weren’t ‘supposed’ to act the way she often did with him. She knew it amused Mike, which was the only reason he put up with it. That, and she wasn’t his submissive. She looked up at him, arranging her face into a solemn expression of reverence. “Would you like to come meet my new friends, Sir?”
“Brat,” he said, chuckling, as he began to walk beside her towards the group. “If you were mine, I’d beat you.”
Laughing, she turned and had to force herself to keep the smile on her face when she saw Master Adam and Leigh leaning close in to each other, engaged in what was obviously a private conversation. If she’d fooled herself into thinking she was okay with Master Adam not being interested in her, the lurch in her stomach told her otherwise. Still, she’d done the whole “guy I’m interested in ends up dating one of my friends” and she’d eventually ended up losing a friend over it. She couldn’t lose Leigh... she’d go insane. Leigh was her rock and she was Leigh’s.
“Is that Leigh? That’s not Michael next to her.”
“No, that’s Master Adam. And yes, that’s Leigh. She and Michael are having some issues.” Angel looked up at him. “She’s staying with me too right now.”
Mike sighed and put the back of his hand to his head in fake distress. “I guess this means I won’t be sleeping on a bed tonight.”
Stifling her giggle, Angel bumped him with her hip and nearly knocked him off balance. “Oops, sorry. Forgot.”
“I should spank you,” he muttered, loud enough Olivia obviously overheard him as she turned to greet them. “Often.”
“Mistress Olivia, this is Master Mike,” Angel said loudly, ignoring his threat.
“Michael, please,” he said, looking pained. Angel made a face; she knew he preferred to be called Michael by other people but she never called him that. Too confusing with Leigh’s Michael.
“And this is Master Patrick, Master Liam, and his girlfriend Hilary, and Master Adam.”
Introductions all around, everyone but Mr. Grouchy smiled at Michael. Seeming to ignore the dark look he was getting from the big blond, Mike turned and gave Leigh a big hug. “Hey beautiful. You’re looking better than ever. Never thought I’d see you in one of these places.”
“I didn’t know we had any new Doms coming in,” Adam said. His expression was closed and hard to read, but he didn’t seem very welcoming.
“Michael came with a recommendation from Brent,” Patrick said easily. He grinned at Michael, who was looking at Adam with something almost like amusement. “He’s a Master Sadist and has been in the scene for years now. And you know I’ve been looking for more single Doms to help with ah... club responsibilities.”
If anything, Adam scowled even more, as though there were hidden undercurrents to Patrick’s bland statement that she wasn’t understanding. What was wrong with looking for more people to help out around the club if Patrick needed help? Angel was feeling increasingly out of her element.
“When I showed up at Angel’s tonight, her housemates told me she’d gone out to a club. I figured they meant here and followed along,” Mike said, sliding his arm around her shoulders. She looked up at him, slightly confused. While they’d always been physically affectionate, because that’s the way she was, it almost seemed like the gesture was something other than casual for him. And he wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at Adam. She looked at Master Adam too, but he wasn’t looking at either of them. He was looking at the lounge area.
Thinking about getting a sub to play with?
