Forever Yours, Sir (Doms of Decadence 2)

Finally, Gray arrived at the bar. “Just a coke, thanks John,” he said to the bartender.

“Playing tonight?” Simon asked. None of them liked to imbibe before playing.

Gray shook his head. “I’ve got to get home. I just wanted to catch Hunter first.”

“Master Simon, Master Peter asked me to find you.”

The three of them looked over to find Master Peter’s sub, Sara standing before them, her head down.

“Thank you, Sara. Where is Master Peter?”

“In the exam room, Sir.”

“I’ll be right there. I’ll see you two later.”

Simon strode away.

Hunter looked over at Gray. “What is it?”

“Cady called me. She’s taking the job.”

Hunter stared at him in shock. “What? She called you?” Why hadn’t she called him?

“Yeah, this afternoon. I’ve booked her a flight for Monday morning.”

“I’ll meet her at the airport. What time does she arrive in?”

“No.”

“No?” Hunter frowned at Gray.

“She’s expecting me to collect her. You turn up and she could run scared. There’s a reason she called me, Hunter.”

Because she didn’t want to be around him. He was surprised by how that hurt him. “She’s going to have to get used to being around me.”

“A lot of changes for her to handle at once. Just let me get her settled.”

Hunter ran his hand through his hair but nodded. “I was going to put her in one of the safe houses until I got an apartment figured out. You’ll need to stock it with groceries, she won’t have anything. I’ll do that while you’re collecting her. Don’t worry, I’ll be gone by the time she arrives.”

He wouldn’t scare her off. Not when he had her right where he wanted her.

Chapter Three

Cady fought back her nerves as she exited the plane.

She hadn’t stopped second-guessing what she was doing here. This was the last place she’d ever expected to find herself. But she hadn’t had much of a choice. She’d had to get out of Austin and she had no funds or means to do so.

Lucia’s words had gotten to her. She’d given up everything in her life as punishment for what happened to Rusty, but this wasn’t what Rusty would have wanted for her. So she’d taken the first step, she’d gotten on the plane. Whether she was capable of more, she didn’t know. But she had to try.

“Cady, there you are.”

She turned to find Gray walking toward her, a smile on his face. He was impeccably dressed in a dark blue shirt and black slacks. She felt decidedly underdressed in her usual jeans and hoodie.

“Hi Gray.”

She kept a tight hold on the strap of her backpack which she had flung over one shoulder.

“Flight okay?” he asked.