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At that point, Robin pushed past him.
“You mean,whois he doing?” Robin said, looking me up and down with a salacious glare. “Well, well, well,” he said. “You can stand. But can you walk?”
“Oh, fuck off.”
I tried to demonstrate that I was none the worse for wear, but my actions must have looked a little stiff because Robin burst out laughing, and Patrick turned red.
“Huh. Someone got paddled.”
Patrick’s mouth dropped open. “Like, with anactualpaddle?Really?”
Robin regarded Patrick with an expression of such disbelief that even I laughed. “Oh, my sweet summer child,” he said, cupping his fingers under Patrick’s chin. “What am I even gonna do with you?”
“Notpaddleme, that’s for sure,” Patrick said, his eyes going wide.
“Such a shame,” Robin said, shaking his head and giving me a wink. “Enjoy the rest of your night, Toby.”
“Thanks.” Wow, Robin being actually nice to me was a big shift. “And it was a ruler.”
“Same difference. Ask your dear Mr. Kenney if he’s got any Arnica,” he said, before he ushered Patrick back to the floor.
“What?” I said, but they were gone, and Alastair was back.
“Okay, let’s go.” He grabbed his coat.
“What’s Arnica?”
“It’s a topical pain reliever. Why?”
I touched the denim over my smarting backside. “I think I need some. Robin told me to ask you.”
“Sure. I have some. I’ll rub it on you when we get home.”
I smiled at the thought of being taken care of like that.
“Okay. Thanks.”
“Oh, Toby?”
“Yeah?”
“I’ve booked the Bordello for next Friday.” He grinned, and I’d never seen him so jubilant.
“Oh, my fuck,” I said, wondering if this was my life now.
Chapter Twenty
A Trick of the Eyes
Alastair was good on his word.
We picked up a large pepperoni pizza from our favorite joint and scarfed it down when we got home. Then he ran me a bath, which soothed my muscles and, after the initial pain of contact, settled the ache there too. He rubbed the Arnica gel on my ass while I lay face down on the bed with my arms tucked under my chest, and got lost in the joy of being well cared for, something that still felt very new and precious to me.
While he was doing this, he asked me questions about my childhood, which might have seemed strange after an intense kink scene, but I understood his curiosity and didn’t mind.
“Was your mom always like that?”
I sighed, focusing on the delicious feeling of his hands on my body.
