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“Wait’ll you see what happens when you rub me,” I purred, giving him a deliberately salacious look.
Man, I was out of control.
“My goodness,” he said, blushing and clearing his throat while his husband, the other Mr. Youngblood, gaped at him over his glasses.
“Settle down, now, you two. You don’t want Jacob coming over here.”
But it was too late. Jacob was on his way, and he didn’t look happy.
“Toby, can I speak to you, please?”
“Of course,” I said, a niggling worry in my head that Jacob had noticed something weird between me and Alastair. The serving staff weren’t prohibited from having relations with clients, but it had to be outside of work hours, and it might not be something Jacob wanted to deal with, especially if it affected the job.
He led me into the hall where I caught a glimpse of Alastair and his boy toy rounding the corner on their way to the Bordello.
When I glanced at Jacob, he crossed his arms and looked at me with narrowed eyes.
“Toby, what’s going on here?”
“Where?” I could play dumb like the best of them.
Jacob gestured toward the back room. “I’m getting some very strange vibes from you and Mr. Kenney. What’s going on?”
I gazed at my feet in the brown leather shoes and had a vivid image of Alastair tying the laces for me.
I sighed. “We had a little…encounter.”
Jacob seemed startled. “In theclub?”
“No! Of course not. I know the rules.”
“Okay. Good.” He glanced around, then met my gaze again. “Well, I don’t have a right to police you when you’re not on shift, but you are on shift right now, and it seemed like the fact that Mr. Kenney came in with a very attractive man on his arm made you…somewhat agitated.”
“Phhht. No,” I said. “I’m fine.”
He raised his eyebrows.
“Mr. Kenney can fuck whoever he wants. I don’t care.”
Jacob peered at the corner again. “I doubt he’s taking him in there to fuck him.”
I glared at Jacob. “It’s a fucking kink room. What else is he going to do in there?”
Jacob sighed. “You know kink doesn’t always involve fucking, right?”
It doesn’t?
“Sure. Of course.” Kink didn’t involve fucking? What the hell was the point of it, then?
Wow, I sounded like a boomer in my own head. I knew there was more to sex than fucking. Of course, I knew that. But I had always equated kink with penetration, for some reason. Color me surprised.
“Then you don’t know what they’re going to do in there. And it’s not any of your business. Right?”
I glared at him, pissed off at my own ignorance and the fact that Jacob was calling me out.
“Right,” I admitted.
“Good.”
