“Xander thinks you need to have a serious talk with Aiden. He thinks you need to tell him everything you’re thinking and see where he stands.”
“I don’t know about that.” I made a face. “I don’t want him to think I’m a sad case.”
“You should have a conversation with him,” she said and then grinned. “I just had an idea.”
“Oh, gosh, what idea?” My eyes narrowed. “Didn’t we say that we need to be mature from here on out?”
“We do.” She held up her finger. “Hold on, let me get something.” She jumped up, ran out of the room and returned a minute later with her laptop. “You need to go here.”
“Where?” I looked at the page on her screen. The site said “Kat’s Corner” and had a pair of furry handcuffs on the top of the screen. “What’s Kat’s Corner?”
“That’s where you’re going to take Aiden.”
“I’m going to take Aiden to Kat’s Corner? Why?”
“Because you want to show him that you can be all things.” She grinned. “Imagine how shocked he’ll be if you bring up the BDSM stuff first; unless of course you guys discussed it last night.”
“Well, we didn’t discuss it.” I grinned. “But I think it was pretty obvious that he was into taking control.”
“Text him,” Liv said. “Text him and tell him to meet you there tomorrow night.”
“What?” My eyes widened. “You’re being serious?”
“Totally serious.” She nodded. “Put all your cards on the table and let’s see what he says.”
“You think this is a good idea?”
“Oh yeah.” She nodded. “My brother needs to stop playing games. Put it all on the table, and let’s see how he reacts.”
“Okay.” I grinned back, even though I was really nervous. “Here goes.” I grabbed my phone and texted Aiden. “Here’s to special BDSM stores and the truth.”
“Here’s to you and Aiden,” Liv said and jumped up. “Now we need to drink some champagne and celebrate the fact that Xander wants to marry me.”
“Here’s to Xander and you getting married, and here’s to me getting a good spanking from Aiden.” I giggled. “Or maybe here’s to Aiden getting a good spanking from me.”
Chapter Eleven
Oops! I Did It Again
What I know about a Dom/sub relationship is virtually nothing aside from what I’ve read in two erotic romance books and seen in one almost-porn movie. Needless to say, that doesn’t make me an expert or even close to an expert. That was why I’d decided to rent a room at Kat’s Corner, a local sex store and club that specialized in introducing couples to dominatrix relationships. You could rent rooms with all sorts of equipment, outfits and toys for a couple hundred dollars, and I had taken money out of my Louis Vuitton handbag fund to rent the room. I wanted to show Aiden that I was the sort of girl who enjoyed spice and that I was the girl to enjoy his alternative lifestyle. At least that’s what the lady at the front of the store had said when I’d rented the room. She’d said that alternative lifestyles were for men and women who enjoyed spice and didn’t mind straying from the norm. I nodded and smiled as if I knew exactly what she was talking about. I didn’t really know what I was willing to do and accept. It was all a pretty new process to me and the more I thought about it¸ the more I was worried that I wasn’t the sort of person who could feel relaxed doing heavens knows what. Even though the other night with Aiden had been hot.
I was also surprised that Aiden was into this stuff as well. I just didn’t see him as being completely Dominant, but what did I know? He’d told Xander, and Xander had told me, and now I was going to show him—well, hoping to show him—that I could be the ball to his chain. Or maybe it was the chain to his ball. Or maybe it was the tongue to his balls. Or the tongue on his balls. I giggled as I groaned at myself. This relationship was never going to make it off the ground if I couldn’t stop myself from making stupid jokes.
Knock. Knock. My breath froze as I realized Aiden was here. It was time for me to go into action. I took a quick breath and shook my hands out to calm my nerves before he came into the room.
“Can I come in?” Aiden’s voice sounded confused through the door and I knew that he was wondering where he was. The sign on the outside of the store said “Kat’s Corner” and so it wasn’t completely evident that this was a sex store, or in fact that this was a BDSM store. Unless, of course, he’d been here before, and I didn’t want to think about that possibility.