Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
I had to adjust myself and Mason rolled his eyes. “You like your subs sweet and cuddly. Obedient rule followers. I can’t even picture you with a brat.”
“I never thought of topping a brat, until I met her.” I held my hand up to just under my chin. “Little thing, only comes up to my chin, but her attitude—her confidence—makes her seem ten feet tall. She doesn’t back down and she likes to poke the bear. Weirdest thing is, when she stood up to me, when she told me flat out her rules and boundaries, I liked it. I enjoyed how she was being honest, how she was clearly laying out how she felt, no mysterious bullshit. I like her, Mason, in a way I haven’t felt in a long time. I want to take care of her. Discipline her. Watch her have fun and laugh with her. She is so funny, in an odd way, and we click.”
“And you just met her,” he drawled before letting out a sigh. “Caleb, maybe you need to slow down for a minute and think about this.”
“I have thought about this. Yes, I just met her, but I have a feeling about her and I need to chase it.” I shrugged. “I didn’t get her last name, but I know she’s here for Spirit Week. I’ll attend the event, then I just need to find her and convince her to give me a chance. If I’m right, and the pull between us goes both ways, she won’t be able to resist me for long. I’m going to make that Middle brat mine.”
“Whoo hoo, Middles are usually full of saucy fun.” Mason shook his hands as if they were hot, the thick silver cuff he wore on his left wrist catching the light. “You ever topped a Middle before?”
“Not that I can remember. Why?”
Mason smiled and shook his head ruefully. “Like I said before, you like your women obedient. I personally, find that boring but it seems to be what you enjoy. If this is true, you may not vibe as well with someone who is really in touch with their rebellious teenager side.”
I let out a low hum. “Actually, I think I’d do well with that dynamic. It could be lots of fun, with the right woman. Yeah… I’d like to have a bratty Middle to call my own. I’d have so much fun punishing her. I wonder what she likes…”
Sighing, I let some of the tension that rode me ease away. Forcing my shoulders to drop, I took in a deep breath, then slowly let it out, my gaze going back to the window. I did my best thinking outdoors and found the solitude of the wilderness recharged my batteries. As a talent recruiter I spent a lot of time surrounded by large masses of humanity and noise. The deep silence of a snow-filled country night healed something inside of me. There were fewer lights out there now than before, and a darkness had settled over the vast landscape on this overcast night. More snow was on the way, and I wondered if we’d get buried one more time before the warmth of spring started to show up.
“Spirit Week starts tomorrow,” Mason said as he grabbed and opened his tablet. “I’m giving you a VIP pass. That, along with your relationship with the staff, should get you into whatever classes you need. As a talent recruiter you’ve interacted with all of professors and instructors at some point or another.”
My heart beat a little faster and anticipation had my blood rushing. “That’ll work. Look, I’m not going to stalk her or anything. I just want a chance to get to know her.” The memory of her feisty smile made my heart warm and my dick hard. “Wait until you see her. She lights up a room with her presence.”
“Uh-huh.” Mason looked up from the keyboard, his expression serious as he said, “I don’t need to tell you that asking myself or the staff for any information on her is strictly forbidden. For that you need to ask Derek directly. And I don’t need to mention that you must disclose to her that you work here before you become intimate with her. These are things you know and understand, correct?”
After an initial flash of offense, my logic prevailed as I reminded myself that despite all his kidding around, Mason was a stickler for the rules and consent. He liked to make sure everyone was on the same page, and while it annoyed me, I respected his work ethic.
“Yes, yes. She already knows I work here. And I’m not going to be all weird. When have I ever taken time off in order to spend it with a guest? Never? Besides the fact that I would never do it, we have software that tracks my every move. You’d know if I was browsing Rawhide’s records where I didn’t belong. But I wouldn’t do that because I have ethics.”