yourself, you’re more than welcome to, but if you just want to watch, that’s fine, too.”
“Yes, that’s a brilliant idea,” Kane said. “Watching you guys play will give us all kinds of ideas to use in our stories, and if we’ve seen the same things, we’re more likely to write about them in compatible ways.” He shot Nikki a look that she thought was either a warning or a hint. Of what? To take good notes?
Wait a minute— stories ? He intended for them to write more than one book together? Nikki had a flash of panic, imagining him yelling at her for the next twenty or thirty years. Her life seemed to be on the brink of changes that might not be reversible. She just wasn’t sure if that was a good or a bad thing.
* * * *
“So, what do you think they’re going to show us tonight?” Nikki asked nervously.
“I’m not sure what they have in mind, but it’ll no doubt be interesting and educational if you go into it with an open mind,” Kane answered.
“I know I can’t wait to see what it will be.” Dante sounded excited. “Thanks again for letting me hang out with you two and learn more about this stuff.”
As if summoned by the conversation, Allie walked into the dining room. The evening’s brainstorming session had gone better than Nikki had expected, although it was nothing like she’d dreamed about in her cubicle at work. She still couldn’t believe she wasn’t there right now instead of sitting with her writing idol, even if she did turn out to be a he—and a he with strange work habits.
“So, what would you all like to see tonight?” Allie asked, taking a seat at the table. “What would help you the most at this stage of the game?”
Nikki was almost as surprised by the question as she was at seeing the other woman without food or drinks in her hands. She’d begun to think they were a permanent part of Allie.
She shook her head to clear the internal image away. “What do you mean?”
“Well, from what little I know of your past work, Kane, I think you normally have BDSM, power exchange, and ménage in your books, right?”
Kane bowed his head dramatically. “I’m honored that you’ve checked out my work. Believe me, it is appreciated. Yes, those are the main themes and since I want to really give Nikki here a good kick-off, I want to stick to that so the fans don’t get pissed. They know what they like and if I can help Nikki start with a pre-built fan base, I think that would be best.”
Nikki looked down at her hands to hide the small smile that pulled at her lips. He might not be so tough to work with after all. But her head snapped up as his next words brushed the thought from her mind.
“I think it would be best to focus on the power exchange and ménage aspects at first. A little BDSM, but we can work that in gradually. We do need a sex scene fairly early, though.” He turned toward her with a thoughtful look. “Have you ever done a threesome or seen one in person?”
“No.” She jerked her head, wondering how he could ask such a personal question so casually.
“I suspected that might be the case.”
“Sorry I’m not as slutty as you thought I should be,” she snapped.
Before Kane could even open his mouth Allie spoke up. “Do you think I’m slutty then?”
Nikki was caught completely off balance by the question. “Of course not. Why would you ask such a thing?”
“Because I have threesomes regularly. Often in public at play parties either here in the barn or at The Keep. By your attitude I have to assume that makes me a slut.” Allie smiled at her as calmly as if she were ordering a cup of coffee.
“But—I didn’t mean—I just—” Nikki trailed off, confused and unsure how she had managed to piss off everyone so quickly. Jumping to her feet she knocked her chair over onto the floor and took a quick step toward the door with tears in her eyes.
Before she had gotten more than one step, however, Kane’s voice broke through her