phone from his
pocket, he dropped into a seat. Dmitri, the owner of Club Sin and a good friend, had
called earlier, sounding tense. Feeling torn between being a Club Sin Master and wanting
to be with his sister and Chloe, Sawyer scrolled through his contacts, finding Dmitri’s
name, and then pressed the talk button
.
Dmitri answered on the first ring.
“Hey, it’s Sawyer.”
“So glad to hear from you,” Dmitri said, his voice hard. “How is your sister doing?”
“She’s better and more alert now.” Sawyer waved at his parents as they exited Ash’s
room. Perhaps Chloe had sent them out to eat or get coffee. “I’ve just arrived at
the hospital to talk with her.”
A pause. “How are you holding up?”
Dmitri’s concern didn’t surprise Sawyer. Any Dominant would understand the strain
Sawyer was suffering. A real Dominant ensured this shit never happened to his sub.
“I’m fine because I’m hunting him. It’s that simple.” Sometimes having a job that
needed doing was the best therapy.
“Understandable,” Dmitri said. “If you need my assistance, please call.”
While Sawyer appreciated that, Dmitri wasn’t the man Sawyer needed now. “I’ve got
one of Porter’s PIs, Chloe Nash, on this. I’m confident she’ll find Travis.”
“I hear she’s good,” Dmitri said.
“She’s damn good, and I’m glad I went to her.”
There was an obvious smile in Dmitri’s voice as he said, “Porter told us you kicked
him aside when you came searching for a PI.”
Sawyer chuckled. “Chloe’s been good for Ash.”
“And for you?”
Sawyer hesitated. “Yeah, and for me, too,” he finally said. “Listen, thanks for checking
in, but I need to get to Ash.”
“Will we be seeing you this weekend?”
Sawyer bristled. Club Sin was so far from his mind. Truth be told, the only woman
he wanted to engage in kinky sex with sat in the hospital room with his sister. “Let
me see how things go with Travis and we’ll see.”
Dmitri’s hesitation lasted a little longer this time. Sawyer hadn’t been away from
Club Sin for any length of time since it opened five years ago, but surely Dmitri
understood the circumstances.
He glanced to his forearm, spotting the black dragon tattoo, and he knew the symbol
of the club would forever be marked on his soul. In the BDSM lifestyle, and within
the walls of Club Sin, he was a Master, a pro at the game of dominance and submission.
He had lived and breathed that lifestyle in Club Sin.
Breaking the silence, Dmitri said, “Everyone is concerned about you. Please stay in
touch.”
“Thank them for their concern.” Sawyer ended the call, staring at his phone. A heavy
weight formed in his chest. The members of Club Sin depended on him, he knew, but
now his thoughts were far away from the club.
He drew in a long breath, shoving away his guilt and his thoughts. Ash came first.
He shoved his phone back in his pocket and entered Ashlyn’s hospital room. Tension
rippled through him as he saw Ashlyn crying, but it eased just as quickly when he
noticed she wasn’t alone. Chloe had her arms wrapped around Ashlyn, holding his sister
in a warm embrace.
And that’s when Sawyer knew the real reason keeping him away from Club Sin:
That special woman right there is more important than anything at the club.
Upon entering Ashlyn’s room, Chloe had gently ordered Sawyer and Ashlyn’s parents
out to grab something to eat, and then she’d sat down in the chair next to the bed
and reintroduced herself to Ash. She had just finished asking, “How are you feeling?”
when Ashlyn started crying, sobs filled with anger, shock, and despair.
Chloe leaned forward and enveloped the girl in a hug, ignoring the awkwardness of
feeling a stranger break apart in her arms—she had no intention of letting Ashlyn
go. “You’re going to be okay,” Chloe whispered. “I’m going to catch Travis. He’ll
pay for this. I
pocket, he dropped into a seat. Dmitri, the owner of Club Sin and a good friend, had
called earlier, sounding tense. Feeling torn between being a Club Sin Master and wanting
to be with his sister and Chloe, Sawyer scrolled through his contacts, finding Dmitri’s
name, and then pressed the talk button
.
Dmitri answered on the first ring.
“Hey, it’s Sawyer.”
“So glad to hear from you,” Dmitri said, his voice hard. “How is your sister doing?”
“She’s better and more alert now.” Sawyer waved at his parents as they exited Ash’s
room. Perhaps Chloe had sent them out to eat or get coffee. “I’ve just arrived at
the hospital to talk with her.”
A pause. “How are you holding up?”
Dmitri’s concern didn’t surprise Sawyer. Any Dominant would understand the strain
Sawyer was suffering. A real Dominant ensured this shit never happened to his sub.
“I’m fine because I’m hunting him. It’s that simple.” Sometimes having a job that
needed doing was the best therapy.
“Understandable,” Dmitri said. “If you need my assistance, please call.”
While Sawyer appreciated that, Dmitri wasn’t the man Sawyer needed now. “I’ve got
one of Porter’s PIs, Chloe Nash, on this. I’m confident she’ll find Travis.”
“I hear she’s good,” Dmitri said.
“She’s damn good, and I’m glad I went to her.”
There was an obvious smile in Dmitri’s voice as he said, “Porter told us you kicked
him aside when you came searching for a PI.”
Sawyer chuckled. “Chloe’s been good for Ash.”
“And for you?”
Sawyer hesitated. “Yeah, and for me, too,” he finally said. “Listen, thanks for checking
in, but I need to get to Ash.”
“Will we be seeing you this weekend?”
Sawyer bristled. Club Sin was so far from his mind. Truth be told, the only woman
he wanted to engage in kinky sex with sat in the hospital room with his sister. “Let
me see how things go with Travis and we’ll see.”
Dmitri’s hesitation lasted a little longer this time. Sawyer hadn’t been away from
Club Sin for any length of time since it opened five years ago, but surely Dmitri
understood the circumstances.
He glanced to his forearm, spotting the black dragon tattoo, and he knew the symbol
of the club would forever be marked on his soul. In the BDSM lifestyle, and within
the walls of Club Sin, he was a Master, a pro at the game of dominance and submission.
He had lived and breathed that lifestyle in Club Sin.
Breaking the silence, Dmitri said, “Everyone is concerned about you. Please stay in
touch.”
“Thank them for their concern.” Sawyer ended the call, staring at his phone. A heavy
weight formed in his chest. The members of Club Sin depended on him, he knew, but
now his thoughts were far away from the club.
He drew in a long breath, shoving away his guilt and his thoughts. Ash came first.
He shoved his phone back in his pocket and entered Ashlyn’s hospital room. Tension
rippled through him as he saw Ashlyn crying, but it eased just as quickly when he
noticed she wasn’t alone. Chloe had her arms wrapped around Ashlyn, holding his sister
in a warm embrace.
And that’s when Sawyer knew the real reason keeping him away from Club Sin:
That special woman right there is more important than anything at the club.
Upon entering Ashlyn’s room, Chloe had gently ordered Sawyer and Ashlyn’s parents
out to grab something to eat, and then she’d sat down in the chair next to the bed
and reintroduced herself to Ash. She had just finished asking, “How are you feeling?”
when Ashlyn started crying, sobs filled with anger, shock, and despair.
Chloe leaned forward and enveloped the girl in a hug, ignoring the awkwardness of
feeling a stranger break apart in her arms—she had no intention of letting Ashlyn
go. “You’re going to be okay,” Chloe whispered. “I’m going to catch Travis. He’ll
pay for this. I
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