From Sanctum With Love (Masters and Mercenaries Book 10) (5 page)

“I would be, too.”

Erin turned slightly, giving Kori a disbelieving stare. “You would be pissed off at the angel of McKay-Taggart?”

“That’s what death will do. We take all the annoying things about a person and forget them immediately. And yes, I would be pissed. He died. He wasn’t supposed to do that. He wasn’t supposed to leave you alone and aching, and now he left you to deal with a baby.”

Erin stood, pacing. “Yes, exactly. He’s the reason I’m here. I didn’t want any of this. I didn’t want to buy what he was selling. He was too young for me. What the fuck was I thinking? And it was his big dick that broke the fucking condom.” Erin stopped and laughed. “He had a really big dick.” Tears started to leak from her eyes. “I miss him. I don’t want to miss him so much.”

This was what Kai couldn’t do with Erin. He couldn’t push her until she broke. Kori stood and walked to her, wrapping her arms around Erin. “I know you do. I’m so sorry, but I’m also here for you.”

This was what she’d missed those last few years in LA. She’d missed real people. Somehow her whole world at that point had become about the “business,” with everyone concerned about themselves and their careers. It wasn’t all of LA that was bad, but she’d found herself stuck in a group of overly ambitious, greedy people.

She’d been surprised by how much she’d felt when she’d gotten to Dallas. Within a few weeks, she’d started to feel empathy and compassion, and not only for characters she wrote. Somehow, she’d lost her way, and being in this place and with these people helped her get it back.

Just not all the way back. She still didn’t write a damn word.

“Maybe it would be good if you did go with me,” Erin said, moving back. She turned and faced the mirror, grimacing slightly at the way her mascara had run. “Stupid makeup. Why do I bother?”

Kori could handle that. “There’s a box of makeup removing wipes and some little samplers in the drawer.”

Erin chuckled as she found them. “You’re very prepared, K.”

“I’m lost on this place. Most of the patients are men,” Kori admitted. “Some of them still sneak in here. I think they heard I keep a stash of granola bars and snacks in the other drawer. Not to mention the fact that some of those dudes believe in a skin care regime, and I say good for them. I go to department stores and ask for samples. Most of the time I get turned away, but every now and then someone will stock a sister up. Especially when they hear what we do.”

Erin opened the second drawer and pulled out a protein bar. “Thank god. I’m starving. How can I throw up one minute and want to eat my own arm the next?”

“I think that’s the fun part of pregnancy,” Kori admitted.

“What’s the shitty part?”

“When you have to push a baby head through your lady bits. I’ve heard that sucks.”

Erin laughed and ran one of the towelettes over her face. “Yeah, it sounds that way. You know you’re the only one who treats me like I’m still Erin.”

“You are and you aren’t. You’re never going to be the same. I should know.” It was time to impart a little truth since Erin had opened up. “I wasn’t after what happened with my dad. I started living in this fantasy world in my head and I didn’t come out of it for a very long time.”

Erin turned, leaning on the vanity. “Fantasy world?”

She’d never told anyone with the singular exception of her best friend, Sarah. Sarah was the only person who knew who Kori had been. “I wrote a lot. I wrote in a journal, but I would make up stories. I didn’t write down feelings, but they came out anyway. I had my first play produced when I was sixteen. It was about teen suicide.”

“Wow. I bet that got your mom nervous.”

“Oh, yes. She had to figure out that writing that dumb play was my way of not killing myself. It felt good. It’s still used in a couple of school systems as an educational tool to prevent suicide. From there I wrote some plays and screenplays and some seriously kinky
Doctor Who
fan fiction. I think it was a lot easier to live in the world in my head than it was to face the fact that my dad was gone.”

“Why did you stop? Writing, I mean.” Erin frowned when she didn’t answer. “Don’t hold out on me, K. You’re the one who initiated this session. Or did Kai send you in here for vagina talk?”

“Of course he sent me in here and I won’t tell him shit if you don’t want me to. Also, I wanted to come and talk to you. I know Faith is your bestie and all, but she’s not here right now so you can count on me. As to why I stopped writing. Ugh, I don’t even like talking about it.”

“Well, I live to talk about Theo’s murder and my pop-up pregnancy.”

The woman had a point. If she was going to dish it out, she better be able to take it. “Okay. Sanctum wasn’t my first club.”

Erin snorted a little. “No shit. Sorry, but if you were trying to play the newbie sub, you shouldn’t jump into suspension every time there’s a training session. Most newbs are afraid of being suspended ten feet off the ground and having their nipples tortured.”

She liked what she liked. She actually forced herself to pull back from most of what she truly craved. Submission, she’d found, was like her drug. She tended to make poor choices when she fully invested in it. And yet she couldn’t completely stay away. “I got into the lifestyle young. My boyfriend became my Master and then he turned into a total prick who stole my every idea, turned it into his own, and shut me out. He took other subs and I stayed. He cheated on me and I told myself it was all right. He gave my best screenplay to another woman, who ripped it apart and turned it into dreck, and that was when I finally left.”

“Wow. Should I kill him? Because that might actually make me feel better. Don’t worry about the baby. I can totally snipe him from afar. No danger to the fetus.”

Kori had to smile because Erin might not be joking. “It was years ago. I’m good. I made my choices and I walked away. All I’m trying to tell you is that you might never be normal again, but you find a new normal. You find a…what should I call it? Peace. I’m at peace.”

“What am I going to do?” Erin asked, her voice so quiet.

It didn’t matter. Kori could still hear her. “The best you can. It’s all you can do.”

It was all any of them could do in the end.

Ten minutes later, she promised Erin she would send her all the information on Dr. Melinda Bates, including her first appointment time. She gave Erin a hug and turned to go into Kai’s office. She wasn’t going to tell him what Erin had said, merely that Erin was going to the doctor and she had everything well in hand.

A vision of Kai smiling and telling her she deserved a treat for a well-done job floated across her brain. He would thrust his hands in her hair and force her to her knees. He would offer her a choice. The cane or the whip. She loved the way the man held a whip. Once he’d warmed her up, ensured she would feel those stripes he would leave on her ass for days, then he would lay her out on his desk and shove his face in her…

Damn it. She couldn’t think of him that way. She couldn’t. He was her boss, and he was a fucking gloriously beautiful sadist.

Not again. Never again. She wasn’t going back into that particular part of the D/s world. No more serious sadists for her. She’d promised herself.

So why was it getting harder and harder to not think about Kai? To watch him with other subs?

She hated the thought, but it might be time to move on. He was too tempting. Maybe she was hormonal or something. She couldn’t leave now. Erin needed her.

She was about to walk into Kai’s office when she saw the door was open. Kai was talking to someone.

Her heart nearly stopped as she recognized Jared Johns. Flipping Jared Johns was standing in Kai’s office. He was older than she remembered, but time had done nothing to dilute that man’s hotness. He was roughly six three and had the body of a tank that had been designed by Michelangelo. When she’d met him he’d been a kid starting out in the television world. He’d been working on some Canadian soap when she’d told Morgan he would be perfect for
Dart
.

She might have sworn off going back into that world, but apparently she couldn’t stop it from invading.

Kai looked up. “Hey, Kori. Come on in. I’d like you to meet my brother.”

Brother? Jared Johns was her boss’s brother? She turned and walked away as fast as she could.

CHAPTER TWO

“I was expecting Squirrel.” Kai moved back behind his desk, putting some much needed distance between himself and his brother. Kori was apparently still in the lounge with Erin or she might have announced that they had a guest. He kind of hoped she stayed there for a while. Maybe if she stayed in the ladies’ room long enough, he could avoid introducing her. “Actually, I was surprised to hear his name. Wasn’t he your friend in high school? He’s still hanging around?”

Jared looked good. It was obvious he took his training very seriously. There wasn’t an ounce of fat left on his baby brother. Kai had been through the military, but Jared looked like a warrior with his close-cropped sandy hair and rigid jawline. It was easy to see why he was considered by millions of women to be the hottest man on the planet.

“I’m still friends with most of the guys I hung out with in high school, but Squirrel travels with me. He helps out around the set and does some stuff my personal assistant can’t do.” He was wearing a dark T-shirt and jeans, his shirt tucked in. Aviator sunglasses hung from the pocket of his T. Naturally it was V-neck. Wouldn’t want to hide skin when he could show it off. “Would you have been here if you’d known it was me coming?”

“Of course.” This wasn’t family therapy. It was business and baby brother needed to know that now. “I agreed to the terms of the contract. For the time it takes to produce this film, I’ll meet with you whenever you need.”

Jared shook his head, an entirely unamused chuckle coming out of his mouth. “Contract. You like contracts. Don’t you, Kai?”

Were they going there? “I do indeed. Contracts lay out expectations and everyone knows how to behave. Speaking of contracts, have you looked over the one Wade Rycroft sent you? He’s the…”

Jared reached into the small crossbody bag he’d set down beside him when he’d walked in. He pulled out a stack of papers. He placed it on Kai’s desk and then took the seat previously occupied by Alex McKay. “Manager of Sanctum. I believe he also might be called one of the Doms in Residence. He was hired on a few months ago when the old manager left. From what I understand he’s in charge, though Ian Taggart calls the shots. Here’s the Sanctum contract and yes, I read it.”

The years had given Jared some confidence. He sounded more polished than he had before, stronger, and it was obvious he’d done his homework. “Excellent. Then we can start tomorrow. I’ll expect you at the club at four p.m.”

“Why wait? The club is open tonight. I’ll be in the dungeon. According to that contract and the rather hefty fee I paid for a membership, I’m allowed in during club hours.” He crossed his left leg over his right, sitting back as though ready for a nice long chat.

“Don’t you mean the production company? They paid the fee to get you a temporary pass.”

Jared’s head cocked to the left and his lips ticked up in an arrogant grin. “No, I paid the membership fee and it’s not temporary. I understand that I still have to pass all of Taggart’s tests in order to have Masters rights, but I can come and go as I please for the next year.”

Shit. He’d been absolutely certain this was a six-week thing. Why the hell did Jared need an actual membership? “Won’t you have another movie to film after this? Why would you sink so much money into something you won’t need a few months down the line?”

Jared sighed. “You still have the sanctimonious big brother thing down. First, I’m not filming a movie. I’m filming the new season of
Dart
. Crescent City won’t save itself.”

“Yes, it needs a superhero who runs around killing bad guys with freaking darts. Guns aren’t good enough for you?”

Jared smiled, the expression lighting up his face. “I’m sure the producer would say it’s a metaphor or something. It looks cool. Who doesn’t want to be a billionaire who was kidnapped by aliens and sent back to his home planet with dart throwing abilities to save the world from criminals? Come on, Kai. You read the comic books, too. It’s fun.”

“I didn’t read them like you did. I had too much to take care of.” Including his younger brother.

Jared sobered, sitting back. “I know you did. And as for the membership, I will very likely need it. There are a bunch of books in this series and Pierce Craig is featured heavily in all of them. Given the strength of the box office from
Fifty Shades of Grey
, there’s no reason this can’t become a big franchise.”

Jesus, Ian was going to kill Serena at some point. “I don’t even know what to say to that.”

There was a negligent shrug from Jared. “I think it’s important to get into character. I’ll be hanging around Sanctum and McKay-Taggart a lot.”

He was curious about a few things. Since he intended for all their interactions to be professional from now on, it was best to get curiosity out of the way up front. “How exactly did you figure out I could be your mentor? I don’t advertise my status. There’s no social media page proclaiming my sexual proclivities.”