Dominque (Knights to Remember)

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behind his head and smiling.
    “Fate is one fucked up bitch, Robert.”
    “Yeah, tell me about it.” He grinned widely, then laughed.
    Jacob went through the night where Bettina fell in love with Dominque, then explained the stalking both he and Dominque experienced since—much to Robert’s amusement.
    Robert eventually stopped chuckling and looked a little more seriously at him. “Look, you clearly connected with this guy, and not to be blunt, but he's fucking stunning. You must have some restraint, Jay, to hold back from fucking him. I don’t know if I could.”
    Jacob waved his hand dismissively. “You're just out of a bad relationship with little or no sex. You’d fuck anything with a pulse.”
    “You say that, but I haven't been with anyone since Leo.”
    Jacob paused, shifting to stare at his friend. Robert was one of the most sought after surgeons in the hospital—by both sexes. He was handsome and had the personality to match. Jacob thought he would be playing the field now his empty relationship had finally ended. “Seriously? Maybe I should give you the agency’s number.” He grinned at the look of shock on Robert’s face. “It’s just sex. You can have sex now, Robert, it’s allowed. And perhaps you’ll meet someone you actually enjoy in bed.”
    "Like your new guy?”
    Jacob felt a rod of steel shoot down his spine and every inch of him froze. If Robert booked Dominque and they had sex…
    Robert moved to him, leaning in and pressing him back in the chair. “You're truly fucked, mate. You’ve got it bad. You turned as green as the Hulk. I was expecting you to burst out of your clothes and trash the hospital.”
    “Would you really book him?”
    “No.” Robert stood back, smiling down at him. “I'm too good a friend to do that to you. Neither of us enjoy sharing.”
    “He's not mine,” Jacob growled out as he rose to his feet.
    “Yes, he is.” Robert folded his arms across his chest and grinned. “You know he is. You just have to convince him.”
    “I've met him for what? Six hours? I've spent far longer with other men and you’ve never been convinced they’re mine.”
    “That’s because you didn’t want them to be. You can't deny what you want from this one, Jacob. I’ve never seen you so into a guy before. You’ve been off your game since you met him, and don’t lie to me because I know you. The real you, not this cold façade you play so well. You want him. You know you do. Don’t deny it. I denied what I wanted for too long and look where I am now.” He laid a heavy hand on Jacob’s shoulder and smiled sadly. “Don’t be like me. Go for what you want and grab hold of it.”
    Jacob opened the door to Robert’s office and looked over his shoulder. “It’s the grabbing hold of which bothers me. How I want him, he won't be able to cope, and I'm not able to restrain myself to train him.”
    “If you want something badly enough, generally you find out a way to make it work. Just try it. Call him up. Go for the date with Allan. See what comes of it.”
    “More money.” Jacob stuffed his hands in his pockets and tapped his feet on the floor as he considered his options, and knowing there was only one direction they would lead him. Back to Dominque.
     

     
    J acob had been pretending not to look at his phone for the last two hours. Pretending not to think about dialling up Secret Pleasures and asking for more information about Dominque. He could do that. He had a right as a paying customer to know what he was getting for his money.
    All the escorts had profiles, and Jacob stalked Dominque’s for the last two weeks, staring at the picture on there and reading through the limited information. If he’d read it before their date, he wouldn’t have been surprised by how elegant and confident Dominque acted during the evening. He would also have known he spoke Russian fluently.
    It didn’t list anything sexual, or anything to indicate Dominque was a submissive, but it was

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