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Brad knew she’d offer because
that’s how Amy was. He grabbed the bottle opener from the counter and popped
the cap off the beer he’d taken from the fridge. “I was wondering if you knew
anything about her past.”
         Amy shrugged. “We don’t really talk
about the past. Mostly the present and the future. What’s so important about
her past?”
         She was more inquisitive than he
expected.
         “Well, it seems whenever I approach
the topic, she avoids it and changes the subject,” he admitted. “I just
honestly had no idea she was a switch and I like knowing what I’m dealing
with.”
         “You mean you’re nosy,” she said
with a playful grin.
         “Call it what you want. I think a
Dom should know everything about his sub, don’t you? Especially things like
general upbringing, emotional trauma, that sort of thing.” He took a drink from
the bottle.
         Amy didn’t say anything. She seemed
to be considering it.
         “Eric knows all those things about
you, doesn’t he?”
         “He does know every little bit of
my history,” she agreed.
         Brad continued, “Do you think it
makes him a better Dom and ultimately a better partner overall?”  
         She nodded. “Yeah, you’re right.
But shouldn’t Kal know this? I mean, she has dominated a few guys in her time,
hasn’t she?”
         He shrugged. “No, I’m pretty sure
only other women. Even then, only in the bedroom and superficially, but nothing
serious.” He let out an exasperated sigh. “I want more than just a bedroom
relationship with her and in order for that to happen we need to share this
kind of stuff. But I figured since she wouldn’t tell me, I’d ask the only other
person I know she talks to on a regular basis. She likes you. I figured maybe
she trusted you more or maybe you girls talked about this sort of thing.”
         A wide grin slid across Amy’s face.
“You want me to do some recon?”
         “I normally wouldn’t ask…” He
started to feel really uncomfortable.
         Her eyes traveled over his shoulder
to the doorway behind him that led to the front living room. She gave him
another wide grin. “I’ll do it. Now I’m curious.”  Her voice had a tinge of
excitement in it.
         “That would be cool, but can you
keep it, as they say, on the down low?” He tipped his head to one side. “I
don’t want her to know I’m looking into her past or that I hired the PI, but
every time I bring it up she changes the subject or she gives me vague details
about her life.”
         Amy’s eyes flew open and her jaw
dropped. “You hired a PI?” she whispered.
         Brad felt his cheeks flush a little
bit. “Shhh! Yeah, it’s not something I’m proud of.”
         “She is going to kick your ass if
she ever finds out.”
         He nodded and closed his eyes. Amy
had never been that blunt about anything, but he knew she was right. “I know.
But please don’t breathe a word, okay?”
         Her eyes narrowed. “Investigator
Ames is on the case, sir. I won’t breathe a word of it to anyone.”
         He laughed and took a drink of his
beer, and then he looked toward the kitchen door, toward the sound of laughter
and voices from the other room. “Even Eric?”
         She rolled her eyes and laughed.
“Especially not to Eric. He can’t keep a secret to save his life.”
         “Yeah, I suppose when it comes to
you, that’s true,” he said, starting toward the door.
         “Okay, so maybe I’ll tell him a
little, but he’ll tell me he doesn’t want to know and the subject will be
closed,” she told him.
         Brad paused in the entryway and
gave the kitchen another look, “Did you change something in here?”
         “I painted the walls beige. They
were white before,” she said.
         He nodded. “It looks really good. I
love everything you’ve done with the place.”