Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
But at least he wasn’t staring at me wide-eyed and worried anymore.
I’d recognized him right off the bat as soon as I’d stepped off the train. His sexy blog pictures and photos from Leashes & Lace had made sure of that. But he’d been radiating nerves and squeezing his boyfriend’s hand like he thought the cutie was going to escape any minute.
Living out his fantasy dream of showing off sexy lingerie on the hot website had done wonders for his confidence, but he still had a lot he was working through. I just hadn’t wanted to be one of those things, so I’d done my best to pop his shell and drag him out of it.
“I’m wonderful. You said so yourself yesterday.” I shrugged and gave him a wonderfully innocent smile as he groaned.
“You’re not wonderful. If you were wonderful, you’d have told me you were coming.” Wesley gave us both a mock frown that wasn’t believable at all. “How long can you stay? How was the trip? How long was the train ride? Did you get one of the sleeping rooms? How did you keep this a secret? You’re terrible at hiding anything.”
Understatement of the year, so I focused on that question first.
“It was Tyler’s fault.” As he laughed, nodding and taking full blame, I shrugged. “He said if I told and ruined the surprise, he wouldn’t let me come see a photo shoot. Seeing you strutting for the camera was worth basically sewing my lips shut.”
And Wesley was back to looking purple again.
I was really more curious about meeting other pups at one of the photo shoots for the Leashes side of the sexy lingerie and kink wear company, but embarrassing Wesley was more fun than telling the truth.
As he groaned, going all cute drama queen, he just kept shaking his head. “Be nice to me or I’ll sic Eli on you. I’ll figure out a way to be evil.”
“Oh.” I grabbed my heart like my grandma used to do. “There’s no reason to drag out that kind of dastardly threat.”
I’d heard enough about Eli to know that he was going to be fun in small doses.
“Then be nice.” Standing straighter, he shook his finger at me. “If you’re mean I won’t introduce you to any Doms.”
“Single ones?” I could be nice for the right reward. “How do you know any single Doms?”
Crossing my arms over my chest and doing my best pissed-off bodybuilder impression, I narrowed my gaze. “You’ve been holding out on me.”
Wesley giggled, not scared at all. “That’s so weird. Do it again.”
Rolling my eyes, I shook my head. “I have to play nice. People are staring.”
Being built a bit like a brick wall or a small tank, I had to be careful or I made people so fucking nervous it was ridiculous.
One lady had even called the cops on me in the grocery store because she’d said I frowned threateningly at her. Luckily the cops had thought she was fucking nuts, but I’d learned to be more careful after that.
Wesley gave the nosy couple hovering a bit too close a firm glare and actually shooed them away. He might not be able to stand up for himself, but it looked like he didn’t have that problem when it came to protecting other people.
I’d known he’d be just as cute in person as he had been online.
That didn’t mean he could get away with hiding single Doms, though.
“Fess up. Single Doms?” Ignoring the way Tyler was shaking his head at our antics, I focused on Wesley’s near giggles. “You’ve been holding out.”
Frowning at Tyler, I pointed to the naughty sub in question. “Punish him. And not the fun way.”
Wesley couldn’t decide if he wanted to laugh or die from embarrassment, but luckily his Dom saved him. “We’ve been invited to a party Friday night, and I have it on good authority there will be a lot of single and gay Doms. I’m sure they’d love to meet a cute pup that planned to stay awhile.”
A long while, possibly…and the curious look the smart Dom was sending me said he’d guessed that already.
“Oh.” Giving him a sweet, submissive smile that made Wesley laugh again, I batted my eyelashes at the fabulous Dom. “You’re my favorite Dom ever.”
At least until I met my own, of course.
Or maybe until I met my friend Archer’s sexy new roommate…Declan the Dom.
He was fun in the most wicked sense of the word…but sadly for me and good for Archer, he seemed to be head over heels for my other online friend, who actually lived fairly close to Wesley.
Not that either of them had ever met because I only attracted cute-looking hermits as friends.
“Stop that.” Wesley groaned. “I won’t help you meet the Doms if you make me insane. Wait, how long is awhile?”