Submission: Guilty Pleasures #3 (BBW Erotic Romance) by Adriana Hunter Read Free Book Online Page B

club.”
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    “C hase is never here on
Thursdays.” Stacy met me at the street door, sensing my hesitation.
    She led me into Chase’s office,
pointing to one of the chairs in front of his desk. I sat down, remembering the
first time I’d come here, to Chase’s club. I’d sat in this same chair,
immediately drawn to him, knowing then on some level I was playing with fire,
just not realizing how all-consuming that fire would be.
    “When did you talk to Jane?”
    Stacy was sitting in Chase’s
chair, looking even more petite behind his big desk.
    “She came to the club on Sunday
night. We talked a little bit, nothing unusual, nothing out of the ordinary. I
was busy...Chase had taken the weekend off last minute, said he was exhausted. So
I was riding herd on the masses.” She made a dismissive gesture with her hand.
    “No big deal, but I didn’t have a
whole lot of time to talk with her. But then, out of the blue, she called me at
home this morning. Said she had something to tell me...almost like she couldn’t
wait to spit it out.”
    Stacy hesitated a beat, holding my
gaze. “She told me she was seeing Jake again.”
    I’m pretty sure the shock was
evident on my face; it usually is.
    “You’re kidding? Or she’s lying?
Please tell me it’s a joke or something...anything.”
    I thought back to the last time I
saw Jake, leaving him on Saturday morning...after spending the night. I thought
we’d come so far, he’d finally been honest with me, completely honest when he
said he hadn’t wanted to find Jane, wasn’t interested in seeing her again. How
had that changed?
    “Did she say when he saw her?” My
voice was shaky, my palms suddenly clammy.
    “Saturday night. At that dive
where she works. She said he was waiting for her when she got there to start
her shift. Stayed there until she got off work.”
    A frown creased Stacy’s forehead.
“Abby, that’s not all. She said he slept with her...that night. And a couple
times since.”
    A couple of times? My face felt
numb, my lips struggling to form words. “It’s only Thursday.”
    Stacy nodded. “Yeah, I know. I did
the math. As near as I could tell, from what she’s said, he’s been seeing her
almost every day since Saturday night.”
    She leaned forward. “But you have
to know that this is Jane; sometimes what she says and reality aren’t quite the
same.”
    “Do you think she’s lying?” Maybe
there was a glimmer of hope.
    Stacy shook her head. “No, not
this time, not about seeing Jake, I mean. But she may be exaggerating a bit,
blowing it up to more than it is, or have her days mixed up. I think she’s
still using, which is why Chase keeps an eye on her, or has me do that, when
she’s here. It’s why I knew about Jake in the first place, when she was his
sub. And why I do tell Chase about her, what she said about Jake. He calls her
a loose cannon and he’s not far off the mark.”
    I shook my head. None of this made
sense. Then something else, something very ugly reared its head.
    “Stacy, did she say he was
sleeping with her or she’d gone back to being his submissive?”
    Stacy grew serious. “Oh. Abby, she
said she was sleeping with him. As in, just sex, not as a sub.”
    My heart was pounding so hard I
could hear it in my head. I must have looked devastated. Stacy came around the
corner of the desk, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
    “Oh, Abby. Honey, I’m sorry.” She
hugged me, her tough as nails exterior slipping away briefly.
    “If any man did that to me, he’d
be out of my life for good.”
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    I called Jane’s number when I got
home from work on Friday, not really knowing what I wanted to say, other than I
wanted to see her again. Why I wanted to torture myself, I didn’t know. Maybe I
wanted her to tell me Stacy was full of shit. But I didn’t think that was the
case.
    She didn’t sound surprised to hear
from me. “I knew you’d call, knew you’d want to check up on