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His mom made a vomiting sound. “See, this is where I leaveyou, baby boy. I’m happy to have you back. Listen to your dad. He knows whathe’s talking about. I’m going to go and make fun of your uncle. But, TJ, wehave some serious things to talk about in that debrief. We need to figure outwhat they want from you because until we solve this mystery, you’re both indanger. They’ll know they can get to you through Lou. And they’ll know I can stillkill a man with the strength of my thighs.”

“I wish I didn’t know that,” he replied with a shake of hishead.

“Hey, I’ll want to see some of that strength later, baby.”His dad winked up at her.

“If you need a soundtrack for your man makeover, let meknow.” Her lips had curled up, the words an obvious secret joke between them.

That was what he wanted, and he could only ever have it withLou because that kind of deep connection came from soul mates, and she was his.He’d just been too scared to let them be what they needed to be.

Or maybe he hadn’t been ready and now he was.

“I think I fucked up, Dad.”

“From what I saw on that tape, you didn’t fuck up,” his dadreplied. “She seemed to enjoy it.”

He hadn’t meant to make a sex tape, but then that had beenLou’s fault. She’d known everyone would be able to see through those highlyinventive glasses when they inevitably cleared the jammers. “We don’t ever haveto talk about that again.”

“You might not want to talk about it, but you shouldprobably do it again and often. You’ll discover that women as smart as Louoften forget their own bodily needs and often have a hard time turning offtheir brains long enough to enjoy sex,” his father explained.

Yep, they were having this talk. Well, his family had alwaysbeen strangely open. “She wants a D/s only relationship.”

His dad snorted at that bit of news. “Then you’re alreadyhalfway there. This isn’t going to be hard, son. Now, let’s game-plan.”

He leaned in, willing to learn from the master.

Chapter Six

“Okay, you seem weirdly calm for what happened.” Kalaentered the dining room with a mug of something warm in her hands. “I kind ofthought I would have to come and drag you out of wherever you would be hiding.”

“Why should I hide?” Lou was weirdly calm. Not weirdly.Pleasantly.

Well, except she was horny. She’d joked about being hornybefore, but now she thought what she’d meant was lonely with a side of “I wishI wanted to have sex more.”

Now she understood. She wanted. Longed. Needed.

The spanking had been enough to get her through the initialanxiety, but she’d had to stop herself from seeking him out again. Luckilyshe’d seen his mom disappear into the room he was in, and that had been enoughof a deterrent.

“Because it’s what you do when you need to cry. Depending onwhich way the wind is blowing, I either find a sub and beat his ass or I letCoop beat my ass and then have a couple of drinks. You hide in your closet andreread the sad moments in romance novels.”

Her best friend knew her well, and yes, more than once overthe years Kala had snuck into her hidey-hole and brought her some tea or a sodaor smuggled in one of the Buds so she had a dog to cuddle. “Well, my closetisn’t here, and I didn’t bring a book.”

“So what worked, Lou?”

There was an air of expectation to her best friend, the onethat told her she was willing to be stubborn as hell until she got someanswers. Kala Taggart had been like a sister to her. They hadn’t started outthat way. At first she’d been the cool older kid who didn’t mind hanging withsomeone younger. She’d practically worshipped Kala the way she had TJ.

Because they’d been the first friends she’d ever made, thefirst of her peers to accept her for who she was, to love her for who she was.

She loved Kala on every level. She loved her for thecomplex, irritable, loyal, stubborn woman she was. “You don’t want to know.What’s in the mug?”

Kala sighed and slid it her way. “Chamomile tea. So you didthe deed.”

She was twenty-five years old and they were talking likeshe’d lost her virginity and brought shame to the family line. It was annoying.“Not exactly. I let him spank me and it worked, and I feel better now.”

Mostly better. She was still kind of dreading the moment TJwould walk in and she would have to be professional with him.

Kala’s eyes widened. “No. You didn’t. Please tell me youdidn’t decide to have a D/s relationship with my cousin. Did you use the words wecan keep it to the club?”

Lou wasn’t sure what the problem was. “Is that so surprising?You’ve always told me I should find a top to play with. Now I have.”

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