“Stop panicking.”
“I don’t know how to look. How does one dress for this? William didn’t tell me, and I never asked.” Her face was red, and he figured she’d been running around upstairs trying to find the right outfit.
Reaching up, he removed the band that bound her hair. “You don’t need to be so professional. Your hair looks lovely like this.”
Peter sank his fingers into her length, brushing out the strands. She sighed, leaning in close.
Tilting her head back he claimed her lips. Caressing her lips with his tongue, he sought entry into her mouth. She submitted to him instantly. Peter knew it was only matter of time before she gave herself to him, and he had the ring ready to take what he truly wanted from her. Letting out a moan Peter pulled away first.
“You have a just f**ked look. You’ll fit right in.”
She giggled. Her hands gripped the lapels of his jacket. “I don’t want to go out tonight. I want to be here with you.”
He chuckled. “When we get home tonight I’ll make it up to you. I haven’t been to the club properly in some time. I get an excuse to watch you and be there.”
Rose sighed. “Will there be any women vying for your attention?”
“A few subs will try to gain my attention. Don’t worry about them. I’ve got a plan that will let them all know who I belong to.”
“You belong to me?”
“Just as you belong to me, baby.”
In the few days since he’d taken her home, Rose had really flourished. He couldn’t believe how much she’d changed. Peter loved watching her grow, and he certainly loved watching her eat. He’d never take her food away from her. If he ever saw her parents again he didn’t know if he’d be able to keep his opinion to himself.
“I’ve got to get you to the club. You’ll start your training. I’m usually behind the bar, but just recently William has been getting Daisy to do it. You might have her for company. Anna usually watches the kids while it happens. We’ve all gotten quite close over the last few years.”
He felt her nod. “Daisy was telling me that you haven’t been to many barbeques or dinners or anything.”
Peter let out a sigh. “I hated the sympathy they’ve given me. Whenever Laura and Dean arrived they’d go quiet.” He shook his head. “It’s not going to happen anymore. I’ve got you.”
She smiled up at him. “And I’ve got you.”
The journey to the club was short. He took her in his car not wanting her to walk her first night. There were already several cars parked up outside the club. Peter knew it would only be a matter of time before the club became really popular. Not only was Control a BDSM club, but the main section was for anyone. People could come simply to party or dance.
Entering the main foyer he recognised several people from around Cape Falls. They all looked out of place but were trying their best to mingle.
Rose whistled by his side. “I never thought I’d see this,” she said.
Peter shrugged. He ignored the locals and went straight to the bar. Edward was standing behind the bar serving up a beer.
“Who would have thought Cape Falls has a curious and wicked side,” Edward said.
“Not me,” Peter said, taking a seat.
William appeared and took Rose away.
“You nervous about tonight?” Edward asked, drawing him out of his nerves.
Peter stared at his friend. “She’s going to do her shift here, and then I thought about taking her back to where the real action begins.”
“Bringing her to the BDSM club is a risky move. What if she doesn’t like it?”
Glancing at where Rose had gone, Peter turned his attention back to his best friend. “I’ve got to know how she handles it. First, I’ve got to see how she goes behind the bar.”
Edward nodded. “Your booth is free. I’d enjoy it while you can.”
Peter left the bar and headed toward his booth. Where he sat he got a clear sight of Rose as she came behind the bar. She was wearing an apron around her middle. He saw Edward teasing her. Rose kept blushing.
Peter chuckled when he saw her spill beer down her front, dropped a glass, and mixed tequila wrong.
“She’s going to be a nightmare to train,” William said, taking a seat.
“Get used to her. I’m not letting her go.” Peter couldn’t take his gaze away from her. She looked so adorable.
Edward was wiping his face from a fizzy bottle she’d opened.
He was surprised by the other man’s patience.
“Are you sure about this?” William asked. “It has only been a couple of days. You’ve been in love with Laura for a long time. You’re sure you’re not confusing the two?”
Peter smiled. “I’ve had a wakeup call. Rose is the woman for me. I love Laura and that will never change, but my love is nothing more than the love of a brother to a sister. Trust me, William. I’m completely over it.”
William nodded. “Then I’ve got everything ready for you later. The club will be closed, and the others will be here to witness it.” He glanced back at Rose. “If your woman can survive the night.”
****
Rose’s feet hurt, and she smelled like stale beer. She stared down at her red top with dark brown stains all over it. Edward flopped down on the nearest bar stool. He was tired, and she was thankful he hadn’t yelled at her.
“I suck at this,” Rose said.
“Nah, well, yeah, you do suck. Practice will make perfect. I hope.”
She couldn’t help but chuckle at his frown. “I’ll do my best.”
The main bar was closed, and Rose saw Peter heading toward her. He was laughing.
“I hate to say this, honey, but your skills behind the bar need to be improved. Having said that, watching you was hilarious.” Peter rounded the bar, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” She circled her hands around his neck, pulling him close. “I stink.”
“You look gorgeous.” He fingered her shirt. “I was thinking about going back to the main part of the club. Will you come with me?”
Her heart raced. Staring up at Peter she saw the hope dancing in his eyes.
“I’d love to come with you.”
Peter smiled. “Edward, will you go on through to make sure everything is ready.”
“Sure.”
They were left alone. Running her hand up his side, she smiled as she imagined him naked. Her pu**y heated, wanting him alone all to herself.