Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 133849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
A brow rose over Josh’s eyes. “You don’t want to go to Subversion?”
“I do, but I saw how you looked at her.” He didn’t have to indicate who he was talking about. They both knew.
“Nicole.” Josh sat back. “I’ll admit I’ve been watching her. And Pops is wrong. She’s fine. I haven’t figured out her last name yet or I would look her up on social media. I would ask Aunt Christa but the minute I do she’ll talk to Mom, who will start making wedding plans.”
Abby was hungry for more grandbabies since the ones Josh’s older sister had given them lived hours and hours away. And were teenagers. Abby wanted a baby to cuddle, but that wasn’t happening any time soon.
“I don’t know. Mr. Fleetwood has good instincts.”
Josh shrugged. “If she has a problem, then we can help her solve it.”
So Josh thought she was in trouble, too, but he didn’t want to bring it up until after they’d slept with her. The man might not share DNA with him, but Josh knew Grim as well as any brother. Grim would want to solve the problem first, and that had cost them sex on more than one occasion. Sometimes when a woman’s problems were solved, she went back to her fiancé.
Josh groaned. “Fine. Yes, I think she’s probably got some trouble. Maybe financial or something.”
“I’m sorry about Kerry Thompson, but she really was in love with her fiancé.” She’d also been too submissive for them. He needed a sub in the bedroom, but he wanted a woman he could count on.
He often wished he didn’t need Josh as his second half. It would have been easy to fall in love with Olivia Barnes-Fleetwood. She was the right mix of crazy bitch, loving woman, and submissive, but she’d become his sister so long ago.
And he did need Josh. They fit, somehow, and he’d given up the thought of dating without Josh. Though mostly he slid into bed for sex while Josh escorted the woman around since not a lot of ladies wanted to be treated the way Abigail Barnes-Fleetwood had all her life.
Josh waved that off. “I have a feeling about this one.”
“Have you even talked to her yet?”
A shrug gave Grim his answer. “Don’t need to. You know I don’t have this feeling often. I’m sure I’m right. Knew it the minute I saw her, and so did you.”
He didn’t trust his instincts the way Josh did. “Then why do you want to go to Austin?”
“I kind of thought we might invite her with us,” Josh replied. “If it works out. And if it doesn’t, then we can drown our sorrows in all those pretty, sweet subs.”
The submissives at Subversion were gorgeous, and some of them were sweet. Some of them had claws and wanted to sink them into the obvious heir to the Barnes-Fleetwood empire. As plans went, Josh had kind of covered all the bases. “So how do you want to approach her? Are we sure she’s single?”
“I do know that much.” Josh turned in his seat. “Aunt Christa hired her two weeks ago. Her car is at Al’s shop, and he’s waiting for her to be able to pay for parts. I would bet she’s got a couple of weeks until she’s able to make that payment, and then it depends on when he can get the parts for that old clunker. She’s probably stuck for a month at least. We’ve got some time to work on her, to see if she’s interested in the lifestyle.”
Which lifestyle? Naturally they didn’t fit into one neat category. They practiced BDSM and required a ménage relationship to be happy.
He wanted a relationship where he wasn’t in the shadows.
You’ve let them corrupt you. You’re going to Hell. That whole family is, and I’m going to be the one to send you there someday.
Grim shook off his stepfather’s nasty words. Ezekiel was still alive, still trying to suck any joy from the world around him. He started sermonizing every time they crossed paths. Well, if he was alone. If Jack or Sam was with him, his stepdad made himself scarce.
But that was neither here nor there. It could be hard to find a woman who needed two Masters.
Abigail Barnes-Fleetwood didn’t come along every day.
“All right.” It wasn’t like he hadn’t taken one look at that gorgeous girl and had all the same thoughts Josh had. “Where do you want to start? Did you want to ask her out? Do you think she’s already heard the rumors about us?”
Josh sighed and fiddled with the brim of his hat, a habit that let him know his brother was thinking about how to handle him. “I don’t know if she’s heard the rumors, but I can tell you she doesn’t put up with the gossip nonsense. I saw her disdain when she served Lisa Brice and her friends. They were making fun of everyone, being real loud and nasty, and Nicole did not like that.”