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“Why do I have the feeling you’re speaking from experience?” I asked.
“Because I am. There was some really cool shit about being an Army Ranger, but some of it fucked me up. Most likely for the rest of my life. I went through a rough period, and in order to control my temper, I drank and fucked until I lost myself.”
“It’s easy to do.” I understood all too well. When I’d started the sex club back in high school, I’d done the same as Zayne. It was Brynn who’d helped me slow down before it was too late.
“Easy” by Gino the Ghost came through the car stereo.
“Didn’t peg you for rap.” Apparently, I didn’t know shit about this guy, but it would be interesting to dig beneath those layers and learn who Zayne, the man, was. Not the bodyguard or the one that served in the military, just Zayne.
“I like a variety of tunes. Depends on my mood actually.” He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “Good club tune, though.”
He was right. The dance floor was always jumping when this song played.
“Speaking of, are you going to rebuild 4 Play or move on?” Zayne rested a hand on his leg while he continued to drive.
“Rebuild. The clubs are my life.”
Zayne’s eyebrow rose. “Clubs?”
I realized my mistake, but I understood that Zayne wouldn’t say shit to anyone. I desperately needed to talk to someone outside of my circle with a clear head and an unbiased opinion.
“The lower floor is a membership only sex club. I make most of my money from that and the liquor sales.”
“If it’s membership only, I’m guessing there’s a background check along with a confidentiality agreement,” Zayne said.
“Exactly. It’s why I haven’t ever let you in.”
Zayne didn’t miss a beat as he responded. “Maybe I should become a member. I could use some play time for damned sure. It’s difficult to have a relationship in my line of work.”
Shocked at his interest, I struggled for the right words.
“When we rebuild, you’re welcome to check it out. At the last building, there were ten rooms, and you could pick your pleasure, including BDSM, voyeurism, and more.” I wondered which one he’d choose first.
“Sounds about my speed. I don’t have time for relationships. An hour or three of fun, I could definitely benefit from. Plus, I know you well enough to understand that, unless someone saw me, they’d never know I was a member. Not that I really give a fuck, but I do like to have some privacy.”
“It’s strictly confidential. It’s one of the reasons I have members from all over the world. It’s clean, well taken care of, and their needs are catered to. Not just sex; food and alcohol are included. It’s a package deal.”
“Good business move.” Zayne flipped the turn signal on, and the sound of the steady tick, tick filled the small space of the car.
“I’ll let you check it out before we reopen,” I offered. “I don’t need a background check on you. You work for Pierce and Sutton. That’s good enough for me. Plus, you’re my bodyguard. If I can’t trust you with my life, then I would have fired you already.”
“You almost did.” Zayne rubbed his jaw.
“It wasn’t your fault. I was … losing my shit.” A quick wave of guilt swept over me for accusing him of not doing his job. He had. I just hadn’t had all the information concerning the locked stairwell door.
Zayne pulled into a parking space near the college gym. “You should have brought a change of clothes so you could work out with us.” I climbed out of the car and closed the door.
“I have some with me.” Zayne hopped out and popped the trunk. He removed a black gym bag and tossed it over his shoulder before securing and locking the Mercedes.
“I’ll give you and Jace your privacy, but I’ll be in the same room so I can keep an eye on things. I won’t take any chances with you. Tim could have ditched his car in Oregon and be back in town by now. I don’t trust him.”
I screeched to a halt. “Has Sutton said anything?”
“Nope. It’s my natural paranoia kicking in.”
Zayne and I entered the building and headed to the workout area. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be crowded since it was finals week.
I quickly spotted Jace in the corner of the room, sitting on the weight bench.
