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scaring her after the attack and held out the keys to him. “Angel can take me home. If he can squeeze himself into my car? I really don’t think this is necessary, but if that’s the only way I can get to go home, I’ll take it.”
Angel took the keys from her outstretched hand and gently took her arm and led her to the passenger side door. Opening the door, he seated her and pulled the seat belt around her and snapped it shut. Closing the door, he looked over the top of the car at Lance and Clay “Cinnamon will be fine. I look after what is mine, Trust me no one is going to harm her, and live to tell about it.”
After watching Angel pull out of the parking lot, Lance and Clay made their way back into the club, herding the members ahead of them. Clay took notice that Chase was not with them. “Lance, do you see Chase? I though he came out with us.”
“I know he was with us at the front door when we left the office, but I lost track of him after that,” Lance replied as he held the door for the crowd to reenter the entrance way leading to the bars.
Chapter Eight
Following the crowd through the door, they found Chase in the entranceway surrounded by a bunch of subs with their Doms standing behind them, looking none too pleased. Clay knew Chase was just being Chase, but the Doms didn’t know him. He was talking to the subs without their permission, and Clay could see this elevating into a dangerous situation for him. Chase wouldn’t even know what he did wrong. Clay made his way through the subs surrounding Chase, who looked mighty pleased with all the attention he was getting.
“Chase did you ask permission to talk to these subs? Can’t you see the Doms are not pleased?” Clay asked in a low voice as soon as he got close enough for Chase to hear.
Chase looked above the heads of the women surrounding him and at the pissed off faces of the Doms. “They’re just jealous.”
“No, Chase, you don’t understand. These Doms own the subs surrounding you. Now make nice or that pretty face of yours that you seem to hold so much stock in will be unrecognizable when they’re through. These Doms don’t play around.”
Chase, when he took in the serious look on Clay’s face and the Doms surrounding him, whispered, “I didn’t realize, Clay. Do something. This is your bag, not mine. And James would never forgive you if something happened to me, when I’m helping on a case.”
“OK, I’ll try. But I’d rather watch your ass get taken to task for being so stupid.”
Looking around at the Doms, Clay raised his voice. “This is one of my men from Braden Security and we’re working a case. He doesn’t know about the lifestyles protocols and shouldn’t be here. So for this once, I beg you to let it go. And remember, it takes two. You gentlemen should stop and think about your subs’ parts in all this. I think a spanking to all of them is needed to bring back control of your unruly subs.”
Once their attention was off Chase, Clay grabbed him and pulled him into Lance’s office. Lance slammed the door behind the three of them after watching the Doms lead their subs toward the spice bar.
“What the hell were you thinking, Chase? One of the rules we have at Braden Security is to blend in, not make a spectacle of ourselves. And that little display out there just blew our cover. I knew the Doms were already on edge, with the stalker out in the parking lot. Good thing for you they knew Lance was bringing in someone to deal with the problem. We didn’t want anyone to know who we were, but that’s all I could think of saying to get them to back down. That’s the only thing that saved you from getting beat within an inch of your life.” Clay had pushed Chase none too gently into one of the chairs in front of Lance’s desk.
“Sorry, I didn’t know. I guess I should have listened to Grant and not come out to help. He told me that I would only be in the way, but I really wanted to help like I did the
Angel took the keys from her outstretched hand and gently took her arm and led her to the passenger side door. Opening the door, he seated her and pulled the seat belt around her and snapped it shut. Closing the door, he looked over the top of the car at Lance and Clay “Cinnamon will be fine. I look after what is mine, Trust me no one is going to harm her, and live to tell about it.”
After watching Angel pull out of the parking lot, Lance and Clay made their way back into the club, herding the members ahead of them. Clay took notice that Chase was not with them. “Lance, do you see Chase? I though he came out with us.”
“I know he was with us at the front door when we left the office, but I lost track of him after that,” Lance replied as he held the door for the crowd to reenter the entrance way leading to the bars.
Chapter Eight
Following the crowd through the door, they found Chase in the entranceway surrounded by a bunch of subs with their Doms standing behind them, looking none too pleased. Clay knew Chase was just being Chase, but the Doms didn’t know him. He was talking to the subs without their permission, and Clay could see this elevating into a dangerous situation for him. Chase wouldn’t even know what he did wrong. Clay made his way through the subs surrounding Chase, who looked mighty pleased with all the attention he was getting.
“Chase did you ask permission to talk to these subs? Can’t you see the Doms are not pleased?” Clay asked in a low voice as soon as he got close enough for Chase to hear.
Chase looked above the heads of the women surrounding him and at the pissed off faces of the Doms. “They’re just jealous.”
“No, Chase, you don’t understand. These Doms own the subs surrounding you. Now make nice or that pretty face of yours that you seem to hold so much stock in will be unrecognizable when they’re through. These Doms don’t play around.”
Chase, when he took in the serious look on Clay’s face and the Doms surrounding him, whispered, “I didn’t realize, Clay. Do something. This is your bag, not mine. And James would never forgive you if something happened to me, when I’m helping on a case.”
“OK, I’ll try. But I’d rather watch your ass get taken to task for being so stupid.”
Looking around at the Doms, Clay raised his voice. “This is one of my men from Braden Security and we’re working a case. He doesn’t know about the lifestyles protocols and shouldn’t be here. So for this once, I beg you to let it go. And remember, it takes two. You gentlemen should stop and think about your subs’ parts in all this. I think a spanking to all of them is needed to bring back control of your unruly subs.”
Once their attention was off Chase, Clay grabbed him and pulled him into Lance’s office. Lance slammed the door behind the three of them after watching the Doms lead their subs toward the spice bar.
“What the hell were you thinking, Chase? One of the rules we have at Braden Security is to blend in, not make a spectacle of ourselves. And that little display out there just blew our cover. I knew the Doms were already on edge, with the stalker out in the parking lot. Good thing for you they knew Lance was bringing in someone to deal with the problem. We didn’t want anyone to know who we were, but that’s all I could think of saying to get them to back down. That’s the only thing that saved you from getting beat within an inch of your life.” Clay had pushed Chase none too gently into one of the chairs in front of Lance’s desk.
“Sorry, I didn’t know. I guess I should have listened to Grant and not come out to help. He told me that I would only be in the way, but I really wanted to help like I did the
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