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should see what I have in mind.” He nearly didn’t say the next few words but forced them out anyway. “Now I’m not so sure though.”
    This time he had no problem reading her facial expression as she thought about his words. Excitement, probably at the thought of a demonstration, almost immediately followed by fear as she realized watching it would bring her closer to her past then she’d been in over a year. He could only hope he’d managed to disguise his relief as he watched her take a deep breath and make up her mind.
    “I appreciate your concern, Jason. But I think I should bite this particular bullet now. If it turns out to be more than I can take, I’d rather find out tonight than during the festivities.”
    So brave .
    She amazed him and herself as well by the looks of her. Since he was still holding her hand, he used it to help her up.
    “If it gets too much, just let me know and we’ll go, okay?”
    The gratitude in her eyes as she nodded her head almost broke his heart. He had to live up to the trust she’d just placed in him. He had to protect her from getting hurt, even if it did mean denying the feelings growing stronger inside him. He’d find a way. He wouldn’t let her down.
    He held a tight grip on her hand as he led her out of the restaurant and down the corridor to all those other play areas.
    “You know this isn’t just a BDSM club.”
    Of course he did get a lot of customers—the majority if he had to take a guess—from those who lived the lifestyle. He wasn’t aware of other clubs operating as a resort, not in Ireland. But quite a few of his customers were the sexually curious, those who wanted to find out what exactly was possible and available in a safe environment. He’d seen his fair share of bored couples arriving in the hope that a few days on the west coast of Ireland would reignite the fire in their relationship. He liked to think that most, if not all of the time, he delivered exactly what those people were expecting.
    He led them through double doors into a wide, dimly lit hallway. “This first part of what we call the Recreational Area is reserved for our less adventurous visitors.” Pointing to the doors on either side of them he continued.
    “Those rooms are all available to our guests to use as and when they please. They do contain some toys but nothing suggesting either bondage or pain.”
    He shrugged. “Guests can request any other toy or implement they want from the staff, of course.”
    He watched Heather as she took a good look around her, observing the few couples making their way to the free rooms, most of them so engrossed in each other they were barely aware of anybody besides themselves.
    “Guests can, and most often do, close these doors if they want privacy, but none of the doors lock and all rooms are monitored by cameras.” He watched Heather switch into her professional persona. He’d been right to end the personal talk. She was far more at ease, now she could concentrate on her work rather than her memories.
    “Through there”—Jason pointed at another set of double doors—“things get more adventurous. All the guests are allowed to enter, but they do so in the full knowledge they may see things that will make them uncomfortable. Just as they know they can’t object to anything they may encounter there.”
    Again it hit Jason that his guests’ comforts weren’t the only ones he had to worry about right now.
    “Are you certain this is what you want to do Heather?”
    He looked at her, relieved to see her giving his words the attention they deserved.
    “Yes, I am. I need to know for sure.”
    He heard a strange combination of courage and fear in her voice.
    “Having doubt lingering in my mind will only make things worse and blow this out of all proportions.” Uncertainty flashed in her eyes before disappearing again. “If I can’t do this, you deserve to find out now, while there’s still time to find somebody else to help