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She turned in her seat to face me. “Do you know how your voice changes when you speak that way? I like it. I feel it inside.”

“And if you continue withthatkind of talk, I’ll pull over at the next appropriate place and take the risk of fucking you in the car and getting a ticket.”

She laughed and righted herself. “As much as that is very tempting, I’m pooped and ready for my bed.”

I smiled and drove her home. I walked her to the door, and she stood before me sighing. “Will you come in?”

“No, my darling. Not because I don’t want to, but because I’d keep you up all night and neither of us would be of any use tomorrow.” I glanced at my watch “Today.”

I leaned forwards and kissed her lips, she parted them to invite in my tongue. I cupped her face with my hands and kissed her slowly before pulling away.

“Tomorrow,” she said, and then smiled.

I waited until she had walked into her house and closed the front door before leaving.

All the way home, I kept my hand on my erect cock, gently massaging through my trouser material. “Live for the moment,” I said, quietly to myself.

I didn’t sleep well that night at all, and I was usually one to sleep like the dead. It left me feeling grumpy the following morning and even moreso when I walked into the office to see Mackenzie and a very bright and breezy Gabriella.

“Is your mom okay?” Mackenzie asked. I assumed Gabriella had relayed the evening’s events.

“She is, I spoke with her on my way in. The police have been again. I think they’re taking this a little more seriously than the constables sent out last night. I’d like to get my hands on Duncan, I can tell you that.”

“Well, maybe we can do some investigation ourselves,” he said.

I stared at him and a knowing look passed between us. I nodded. I hadn’t kept a clean slate throughout my young adulthood, and I doubted he had, either. I’d love to catch up with Duncan and I would hand him over to the police, but only after I’d dished out therightpunishment to him.

“Anyway, the deal with Trymast is complete and they need to move from downstairs up here. I have plans to merge another communications company I’m after, but I think we’re about a year from that yet. In the meantime, I have some interesting thoughts on the club,” he said.

“Can I make suggestions?” Gabriella asked.

“Of course, what do you have for us?” Mackenzie asked as we moved into my office.

I liked his use of ‘us.’

“I had a thought about the spa and the lodges. I’ll leave the sex rooms to you two.” Mackenzie raised his eyebrows at me. He smirked.

I coughed to conceal my discomfort. “She appears to tell you everything, or at least put me in a position where I have to, I took her to a club I’ve visited, to show her what it’s all about,” I explained. The last thing I wanted was to detail our sex life to Mackenzie.

She tilted her head and addressed me. “Actually, I wasn’t referring to that, I was simply suggesting that since this is agentleman’sclub, you might be best placed to decide what goes on upstairs.”

Mackenzie burst into laughter and eventually, after swallowing down my mortification, I joined in.

Just to twist the embarrassment knife a little more, she added, “I have to say, it was super interesting, though.”

Mackenzie shook his head in mirth. “You most certainly need a good spanking, always have.” Then he turned to me. “You might want to keep that in mind, Alex.”

“I’m starting to believe that myself,” I replied. “Anyway, can we get back to the point and allow me to pretend my faux pas didn’t happen?”

Gabriella reached across to squeeze my hand. “Right, I have a contact at Elmis and although I highly doubt they’d like to take over the spa, I thought it might be good to have them design it. No disrespect intended, but that spa is generally going to be frequented by women so it should be a woman that’s involved.” She sat back tapping her chest to confirmshewas the woman in question, as if there was any doubt. “As for the lodges, would Veronica get planning permission in such an old house? Did you tell me there were outbuildings? Could they be converted to cottages?”

“That I don’t know until we have the architects take a look,” Mackenzie replied.

We chatted back and forth some more, Mackenzie took notes and our excitement built further. I knew it was going to be Mackenzie’s business but his offer to buy in was still on the table and it was something I was definitely going to do.

“Can I buy in as well?” Gabriella asked.

“Do you want to?” Mackenzie replied, frowning at her.