Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 139606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 698(@200wpm)___ 558(@250wpm)___ 465(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 698(@200wpm)___ 558(@250wpm)___ 465(@300wpm)
Her heart ached for him. “Was there a police report or are we talking about rumors? I’m not discounting what his wife said, but I know a little about him and I worry rumors can be overblown. Especially in this case because he was in the lifestyle at some point, and he’s shy as hell about it now. He didn’t even want to talk about the club he belonged to.”
“No police reports,” Tristan said. “He’s never been arrested. Never been in any kind of legal trouble. Do you know what club he attended? I can make some calls. I’m certain one of our parents knows someone who could get us some intel.”
“It might actually make Dad more comfortable if he knows Dare wasn’t troublesome in a club,” Kenzie mused. “Especially if we don’t mention that it’s Tasha who’s involved with him. He knows damn well Kala and I can keep sex out of a D/s relationship. Seriously, this might be an excellent way to keep him from showing up.”
Tasha used every bit of restraint she had to keep her face as blank as possible. “You’re going to try to get Dare to invite you to the party with him?”
Her beautiful sisters, the ones who did look like their mom. Kenzie and Kala were perfect twins from their hot pink hair to their gorgeous faces and gloriously toned bodies. They were both five foot nine and topped out at six foot in heels.
Tasha was fit, but she never seemed able to lose her curves. Her sisters had them, but in a glorious hourglass fashion. A whole lot of her extra something landed in Tasha’s backside, which didn’t balance with her on-the-smaller-side boobs.
What would Dare do if he met Kenzie? She was exactly what Kala had described. Kenzie was submissive sexually, maybe more so than Tasha herself. Would he respond to that part of Kenzie? If he got a taste of her sister, would he even bother to look her way again?
“Uh, I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t work,” Kala was saying.
“It definitely wouldn’t,” Lou agreed. “I watched him that night. He was not into Kara.”
“I wasn’t suggesting we try to hit on Dare. Ewww.” Kenzie’s nose wrinkled like she’d smelled something terrible. “You know we have a code. You guys might happily pass your exes around, but we are hands off. Once you’ve slept with my sister, you belong to her.” She suddenly sat up straighter and her eyes sparkled, a sure sign she’d come up with what she would believe was the best idea ever. “If Dare’s around then Brian’s probably staying, too, and we know he’s totally into us. Why don’t we make Brian the target?”
Everyone groaned.
“Because Brian’s not the one with the invite to Oakley’s party,” Zach pointed out.
“It’s Dare or nothing,” Cooper continued. “I’m reluctant to send Tasha in if he’s got a reputation for violence.”
Tristan was staring down at his laptop. “Ah. This makes more sense. I’m reading through the NDA his ex-wife signed in exchange for two point five million. She states plainly that he never hit her and she will not mention anything about him in relation to alternative lifestyles.”
“So she found out he had belonged to a club, freaked out, and used it against him in their divorce,” Kala surmised.
Tasha was staring at Tristan. “How the hell did you find that?”
He gave her a jaunty grin. “Like it’s hard.”
Cooper leaned in, his voice going low. “Bet he called Aunt Chelsea.”
Tristan looked offended. “I did not. I’m good enough to hack into a law firm’s system. Give me some credit. All I’m saying is this is some solid proof that what we might be dealing with is someone using Nash’s D/s connections against him rather than him being an abusive asshole. Unless you think he’s a Storm.”
They’d all gotten the same lectures. “He’s not a Storm.”
It would explain a lot about how he’d reacted to her talking in the taxi. He’d married a sweet vanilla princess and it hadn’t ended well when he’d been open with her. Which he should have been in the beginning, but she’d met a lot of men who seemed perfectly satisfied with a woman who was comfortable with her sexuality for the short term, but when it came to wife material they wanted one with less experience. One who didn’t know they were bad in bed.
She wasn’t trying to marry Dare Nash. It was good to know that when he went looking for something serious, he’d selected a woman who wasn’t in the lifestyle, likely hoping she could save him from himself.
None of this solved their problems, and they were putting off the inevitable. “We should call in. I’m not one hundred percent sure Kenzie couldn’t reel Dare in, but I don’t think we should risk it. We should bring someone else in. Someone he hasn’t met yet.”