Cold Fusion by Olivia Rigal Read Free Book Online

matter how many other women he’s been with, he’s crazy about Lisa and just biding his time with the others.  
    “Is she coming home this summer?” he asks.
    “Nope, she has an internship with a top-notch Manhattan firm. I don’t think she’ll come back for another year to take the bar exam.”
    He doesn’t say anything, but I can hear him thinking that it’ll be another long year. But it doesn’t have to be. I can’t understand why he doesn’t fly or even ride to New York to see her. If I really wanted to spend time with someone, I would sure do something to make it happen. Come to think of it, I just did.  
    I have no doubt that as of tonight—or even earlier if the team wasn’t short-handed—Mimi has lost her job at the hotel. He boss will never come right out and tell her that it’s because she had unsavory visitors. If he does bother to give her a reason for her termination, he’ll come up with a bullshit excuse, but she’ll know. The only question I have is will she surrender right away and accept Slider’s generous offer tomorrow, or will she look for another job before caving in?
    I make a bet with myself as Brian and I race toward the shore. If I win, I’ll see her naked tomorrow. If he wins, it’ll be later this week.

CHAPTER TEN

    I won the race to shore, but on Monday, Mimi is a no-show. Then again, so are the clients and the barman. The rain is torrential. It’s bad enough that I decided to drive over in my mother’s car!  
    But there’s one positive point. The president of the Wizards is back, and he’s alone. My good buddy Zach—he and I are now on a first-name basis—is disappointed by the latest exotic beauty that Slider is testing. I’m sure Suzy will find a way to make it up to him. I chat him up, and after making sure his right arm won’t be joining him tonight, Slider and I set our plan in motion.  
    At the beginning of Suzy’s last number, I buy Zach his favorite bourbon and drop a pill in his glass. It’s some crap Slider’s given me to help Suzy neutralize him. I don’t think Suzy needs any help, but Slider thinks it’s better to be safe than sorry.
    When she’s done cracking her whip on stage for the three clients who were desperate enough to brave the howling wind, she marches over to the bar, growls in Zach’s ear, “I’ve been preparing something very special for you,” and grabs his tie.  
    He follows her up the stairs like a gentle puppy. Slider and I inform the clients that we’re closing. The other dancers are happy to go home early.   A few minutes later, we’ve locked the front door and are up the stairs.  
    Suzy’s waiting for us by the door of the playroom. “How much did he drink? I hardly had time to truss him up before he passed out cold.”
    Out of curiosity, I glance in the room and regret it at once. Unlike Brian and his brother, I’m not into kinky sex—or at least I don’t think I am. Okay, I do really like to see what I’m doing, so I want light and, if possible, a mirror. Who knows, maybe my preferences are kinky for those who like doing it with the shutters closed and the lights off. Anyway, Zach is blindfolded, naked, and spread out, each limb tied to one of the four posts of the bed. He looks like a giant jellyfish washed to shore. Yuck! Whatever he’s paying Suzy, it’s not enough.
    She catches the disgust in my eyes and chuckles. “I’m not an act, baby. I’m a true sadist, so you shouldn’t worry about me. I actually enjoy beating him up.”
    I try to hide my surprise but apparently fail.  
    Slider laughs too as he says, “To each his own.”
    Suzy points with her crop at Zach’s pants on a chair by the bed. “He’s got a chain with a set of keys attached to his belt.”
    We get to work right away, and we somehow get lucky and hit the right key after a few tries. I go to the desk and turn on the computer. It’s an Apple Macintosh, one of the newer models with a hard disk. I’m in luck because I have used