Apt [Running to Love 6] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Allyson Young Read Free Book Online Page B

to piss her off a little more and gentle her when I got home, but…”
    Dave held up his hand. “TMI, buddy. Jesus.”
    Alistair laughed. “You better get used to it, Dave. Once Jackie is back in action, you’re going to be seeing a lot more of her.”
    Dave knew ’Stair was teasing him, just as he heard the wistfulness in the other man’s voice. Alistair was thrilled about becoming a dad, but he also missed the times with Jackie and Ash at the Club. They hadn’t been together all that long before Jackie got pregnant, but life was about balance. Dave was coming to see that in startling clarity, and he again blessed the fact he’d been given the opportunity. He decided to rib Alistair right back.
    “Well, buddy, I’d kind of hoped for more of a look at Ashley, to tell you the truth.”
    ’Stair’s mouth thinned into a straight line, and his eyes narrowed into cold, green slits. Dave couldn’t help it. He couldn’t keep a straight face. He guffawed, and Alistair’s face cleared like magic. “Fuck you, Dave. Don’t even joke about something like that. No way could we keep that dynamic straight.”
    “I think it’s more than keeping that dynamic straight, buddy,” Dave said slyly and was rewarded with a deep flush that crawled up Alistair’s neck.
    “I’m going to be making babies with Ash, Dave, as you well know. That kind of makes her mine, I would think.”
    Dave just chortled and ducked the jab Alistair threw at his head. The old guy was getting soft, and Dave loved the dichotomy. “Friday night should be interesting.”
    “Could be.” That cryptic comment had Dave looking, but ’Stair had already turned his attention back to the paperwork.
     
    * * * *
     
    Dave looked around him with interest. The meet-and-greet area of Unleashed was modern almost to a fault, with none of the warmer ambiance of his Club. Well, Alistair’s Club. He liked leather, but not in all of the furniture. Maybe Unleashed allowed sexual stuff out in this area, and leather was easier to clean. Dave pushed away his prurient thoughts. He hadn’t had sex in a long, long time, not even accepting Alysha’s favors of late, although he’d felt badly because it was what she needed. But after seeing Fiona again, his cock seemed to be mighty particular. Picky, even. Oh, he got aroused. Who wouldn’t, with what transpired around him? He just had no sexual interest in anyone he trained or helped to train. It was like he was saving himself, and it should have made him laugh except it wasn’t funny at all. Fiona was a virgin, or had been. That was another reason he’d run. He couldn’t take that from her, too, and it had been getting harder and harder not to bury himself balls-deep within her. His cock was up and raring to go at even the thought, straining against his leathers, almost as though it could sense her through his thoughts. Dave managed his arousal, although sexual excitement fairly seethed around him.
    “Dave? This is Andrew Wright. Andrew, my partner Dave Cutticio.”
    Dave fumbled his grasp at Andrew’s hand, trying not to gape at Alistair’s announcement. He worked for ’Stair. He wasn’t his partner. But Alistair was telling the big Dom that Dave pretty much ran the Club now, and it allowed him to focus on other, even more important things. Andrew shook his hand enthusiastically, and Dave covertly tried the other man’s grip. It was returned in kind, and without a word spoken, the little competition was declared a draw. They exchanged smiles, and Andrew invited them to his office.
    “We would like to refer some of our members, ’Stair,” Andrew concluded. “I know you’ve been exclusive to those individuals who serve or who have served the public, but I think we can assure you that those we send will fit in.”
    It sounded to Dave as though they were doing Andrew a favor and not the other way around. As a “partner,” he figured he could say something about that.
    “How do you know they’ll fit in,