“One month with her won’t kill you,” Dmitri said softly. “That’s the offer.”
Porter looked at Kenzie for a minute longer, then turned to Dmitri with raised brows. “Have you talked to Kenzie about this?”
“I have, and she agreed.” Dmitri grinned.
“Of course she did, the little brat.” Porter’s jaw clenched. “I’m sure she’s already thinking up all the ways to be a complete pain in my ass.”
Dmitri barked a laugh, smacking Porter on the back. “I imagine she is. So, you in?
Porter nodded. “Only one month.”
Aidan chuckled, rubbing his hands together. “Fuck, this is going to be one helluva show.”
Porter scoffed to Aidan, then said to Kyler, “I’ve got some information for you. Can we talk?”
Kyler looked to Dmitri and Aidan. “Mind leaving us?”
Dmitri smacked Porter on the back again and then followed Aidan over to Kenzie and Cora. Kyler assumed to tell Kenzie that Porter was in agreement with the plan. And Kyler agreed with Aidan, paring those two, one of the most stubborn Doms with the brattiest submissive, would be a good show for all.
Kyler turned to Porter, his muscles tensing. “What did you find out about Rory?”
Porter shrugged, dragging a hand through his hair. “Found out that he flew into Vegas a few days ago.”
“Yes, I know that.” Kyler waved him on. “What else?”
Porter stared at Kyler, as if choosing his words carefully. “He hasn’t returned to Savannah. And what should be your biggest concern is he’s staying in a hotel only blocks away from Ella’s condo.”
Darkness seeped into Kyler’s veins. All his pent-up tension overtook him and possessive thoughts flooded his mind. Mine to protect. Mine to love. “Is he, now?”
Chapter Eighteen
The next evening, a knock at the door had Ella rushing to answer it. Before Club Sin opened tonight, Kyler had suggested having a get-together with the Club Sin Masters and the submissives. Ella had agreed, considering she’d run out of the dungeon yesterday without saying goodbye. And, well, she liked his friends. So much so that she wanted them to be her friends.
On the way to Kyler’s last night, he had told her that Aidan didn’t mind Ella being in the dungeon. Still, she needed to see Aidan outside of Club Sin to feel good about it all. Sadly, no matter how much she thought it over all day, she had yet to reconcile the fact that her boss—the respected Aidan Knight—was a Club Sin Master.
She hoped that tonight, over a casual dinner, they could smooth things over. Leaving Club Sin wasn’t an option. Not playing with Kyler was a damned depressing thought. Somehow she needed to make this all right.
Only problem?
She had no clue how.
As a second knock sounded, she yanked the door open and then she froze. Not in fear, as if Rory stood at her door; she was left flabbergasted that the man standing in front of her was alone.
“Aidan?” she managed.
He smiled. “We have a half an hour to talk before the gang arrives.”
“Err …” Ella felt the color drain out of her face and shifted on her feet. “Sorry, I was expecting everyone at once.” And Kyler never told me you would be coming first. Alone.
Aidan’s eyes softened. “I thought it was a good idea to come see you. The girls are coming over soon with the dinner they promised to bring.” His brows rose. “You don’t mind that I came to see you to talk a bit first, I hope?”
“Of course not, please come in.” Though the memories of what he’d seen her do last night were not far from her mind. She didn’t know whether to curse or just die in embarrassment right there on her hardwood floors.
Blowing out a slow breath, she shut the door behind him. Aidan took his shoes off, then strode into her open-concept living room. The far wall of windows was why she’d bought this condo; it showed off the Sin City lights.
“Nice place,” he said with a grin.
Your salary increase helped pay for it. “Thanks.” She hesitantly approached him, unsure of what to say or how to start this completely awkward conversation. “So …”