She managed a tremulous smile. “Thanks. Is there paperwork for me to fill out?”
“Mast—um, Saxon is taking care of it.”
Her eyebrows rose. “You were going to call him Master, weren’t you?”
Had he and Hannah been together before? Jealousy stirred in her gut.
Hannah’s cheeks blushed red. “Sorry. He always flusters me. I shouldn’t let it happen. I’m a medical receptionist. I should be calm and collected. But there is just something about him that brings my submissive side to the forefront.”
She looked over to where she could see Saxon at the front desk, filling out paperwork. She should go help him. But this was a chance to learn more about him.
“Have you and he . . .?”
Hannah’s eyes widened and she went a little pale. “Me and Saxon? Are you insane?”
“What? Is there something I should know about him? Something bad?”
“Huh? What? No of course not. Just because he’s a Dominant doesn’t mean he’s abusive.” There was a tight note to Hannah’s voice, and she worried she’d upset her.
“I didn’t mean that,” she said quickly. “Not at all. In fact, I’m kind of interested in that BDSM stuff.”
Hannah looked from her to Saxon. “And you’d like Saxon to teach you about it?”
It was her turn to blush. “Something like that.”
Hannah reached over to take her good hand. “Have you done anything together?”
She nodded. “A little. He said I’m submissive. He offered to show me what that meant. To take me to the club.”
“That’s quite an offer. Saxon is gorgeous
and intimidating and sometimes downright scary. But he’d never hurt you physically. Emotionally, on the other hand . . .”
Her stomach dropped. “I know.”
“Just be careful not to fall for him, okay? Let him show you the ropes, for sure. But know it won’t go any further. I don’t think he’s looking for forever after. Nobody knows much about his past except for Jake, and he’s not talking. That man never gossips. Damn shame because he knows all the town’s secrets.” Hannah smiled at her, trying to lighten the mood.
“Thanks, Hannah.”
“I wanted to tell you that I’m sorry about the other day, too. When Saxon asked me about giving you a ride, I just—”
“It’s okay, you were honest. I shouldn’t have told a lie like that.”
“Not a good idea, especially with a Dom like Saxon. He seems to have a sixth sense for lies and half-truths.”
“Hannah, thank you for waiting with Aspen. I appreciate it.”
Both Aspen and Hannah looked up.
“You’re welcome.” Hannah jumped to her feet then turned to smile down at Aspen. “If you need anything, let me know. I’m free for babysitting or cooking or cleaning anytime.”
The offer filled her with amazement and she smiled back. Maybe she needed to trust more. To open herself up and let people in. Not everyone would let her down.
She was in a state of shock.
She stared down at the prescription for pain killers in her hand, not even seeing what was written there.
Seven days. A whole week until she could get her stitches out. And during that time, she wasn’t to do any heavy lifting and she was to keep the area as dry as possible, which meant she’d have to do some creative showering. How was she going to work?