a spot that made angels sing. She lost all connection with her surroundings as she felt her spirit floating upwards; exploding in pure rapture the moment Sir released his hot seed.
Brie slowly came back down to a light caress on her cheek. She opened her eyes and gazed straight into Sir’s, blinking several times. All her bindings had been removed and the music was now playing softly in the background, more like a whisper than a song, Sir was lying naked beside her.
“My pleasing little sub, how you do fly.”
She smiled and closed her eyes again, needing to concentrate on his touch. His soothing voice gently brought her back down to earth.
“I love you, babygirl.”
The Wolf Returns
Brie arrived at the tobacco shop early on Monday, but it seemed weird to her now and she actually blushed when she saw Mr. Reynolds. At her graduation ceremony, she’d found out he was Sir’s uncle, and he’d seen her bare-chested.
Thankfully, Mr. Reynolds did not behave differently. He nodded as he priced the tins of tobacco. “Good to see you, Brie.”
She walked up to him and smiled sadly, handing over her letter of resignation. “I’m sorry, Mr. Reynolds, but I am going to be moving on.”
He took her letter reluctantly. “I can’t say I’m surprised.”
Jeff came up from the back. “What? Are you quitting, Brie?”
Brie ignored him—she had no respect for the boy. However, Mr. Reynolds responded to his inquiry. “Yes, we are losing Miss Bennett in two weeks.”
“Fuck that. I quit.” Jeff walked out of the front door without another word.
Mr. Reynolds shrugged. “Well, he just made my job easier.”
Brie chuckled. It was true. Jeff had been a lazy employee who’d caused more problems than he was worth. “Will you get in trouble with the owner?” Brie asked, worried for her kind boss.
“I’ve wanted to fire the punk for a year. I can’t be blamed if he quits.”
“I’ll be happy to train two people for you, sir.”
He turned his head at the sound of the title she only meant informally. A smile suddenly spread across his face. “The two of you were certainly the talk of the evening after you left. I was told such a thing has never happened in the history of the Center. Are you still confident of your unorthodox choice?”
She grinned. “Yes, there is no doubt in my mind.”
“Good. Thane is a good man,” Mr. Reynolds said, sounding pleased. “You have balls of steel, young lady. My heart dropped when he said no.”
Brie shuddered. “That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but there was no other choice for me.”
Mr. Reynolds’ expression changed, and she noted sadness in his eyes. “Thane has had a difficult time opening up to people ever since…”
He stopped, so she finished his sentence. “Since his father’s suicide?”
Mr. Reynolds’ face became pale. “My brother-in-law’s death changed the boy, but walking in on it would change any man.”
Brie was shocked by the revelation. Sir hadn’t just seen his father’s body; he had been present when the man had died. It broke her heart.
She saw the raw grief in Mr. Reynolds’ eyes when he spoke. “The boy lost himself when Alonzo died. We took him in, but he was in too much pain and far too independent to accept our help. He petitioned for emancipation at age sixteen, and was granted it. I’ve tried to be there for him as much as he would allow.” Mr. Reynolds’ expression changed, as if he regretted what he’d said. “I’m sorry. It isn’t my place to talk about this. Forgive me.”
“It’s obvious everyone was hurt by it,” Brie offered. She found it odd that Mr. Reynolds hadn’t mentioned his own sister. What part, if any, had she played in what had happened?
His voice caught, the emotion hard for him to contain. “It’s a damn shame. An extraordinary talent lost and a young man scarred for life.” He turned away and wiped his eyes before he looked at her again. “I can’t tell you