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occasion, he was content to let André handle the business end of the clubs.
    He was proud of what he’d accomplished. When he and André had first come up with the idea back in their grad school days, neither had dreamed it would one day grow to a multi-million dollar business. Oh, the clubs didn’t bring in anywhere near that kind of income. Some of their clubs barely made enough to keep the lights on, but the toys were the cash cows. Ted’s knowledge of the supply chain and management strategies teamed with André’s sales and marketing skills had taken a lark and turned it into an international powerhouse.
    Holiday by Nazareth began playing from his cell phone. Ted’s shoulders dropped and he hung his head. Fuck. “Hello, Mom. How are you this evening?” Ted leaned against the wall and began massaging the back of his neck.
    “I have a headache, Theodore, a migraine actually.”
    He wiped his hand over his face and forced his voice to remain calm. “I’m sorry to hear that, Mom. Perhaps a dry martini and putting your feet up would help.”
    “What would help is if you would get a real job. Why don’t you come to work for your father or let us help you start a legitimate business?”
    Every week it was the same thing. She’d play bridge with her fellow blue hairs then call and give him a ration of shit. “How are your lilies doing, Mom? Did the vitamins perk them up?”
    “Don’t try to change the subject with me, young man. It’s about time you stopped all this foolishness and took stock of your life.” The phone cut out for a moment. “Oh, Gabriella is calling. I must speak with her. You know she is presiding over the murder trial that’s making all the headlines. Call me, later, son.”
    “Sure, Mom.” He let out a sigh of relief as he hit the end button.
    Of course, he knew his sister was making his mother proud and keeping the family name in good standing. Mom reminded him every time they spoke. If Gabby hadn’t saved him, he’d have been regaled with his brother’s latest lifesaving feats as well. Fuck this. He wasn’t going to change their opinion so why bother worrying about it?
    Ted opened up the file cabinet containing the members’ files. Each applicant went through a thorough investigation before they were granted membership. They turned down anyone with a history of abuse. Money never overrode the need for safety. Everyone at the club felt a sense of duty to protect the other members, especially the submissives. Because of the success with their toy line, they didn’t need to rely on a steady income flow from the membership dues and had the ability to remain an exclusive club.
    He scrolled through the files until he came to Meredith Whitmore. Hmm, Meredith, that’s a pretty name. He wondered why she went by Meri. Pulling the file from the cabinet, he set the one in front of hers at a cocked angle so he could easily replace it. Ted sat in one of the two wheelie chairs and began to look through the report.
    She was thirty-two years old, lived in Scottsdale and was on the board of directors for one of the leading credit unions in the state. Fuck! She was definitely out of his league.
    No way in hell would she be content with a part owner of a kink club and sex toy business. Sure, she’d enjoyed being his plaything for the night, but she would want someone of a high social ranking to stand beside her during the daylight hours. Well, fuck that. There were plenty of Doms at the club who would fit that profile. He needed to wash his hands of her before he got burned.
    He had enough people telling him he needed to make something of himself outside the club. He didn’t need to hear that shit while he was here too. Maybe he should set her up with his brother, the fucking neurosurgeon. Yeah, that would make family events even more special. Hell, by the look of her zip code she didn’t live too far from brother dear.
    With a heavier heart than he’d expected, he slid her file back into