MOVING ON(36)

Entering the main foyer he recognised several people from around Cape Falls. They all looked out of place but were trying their best to mingle.

Rose whistled by his side. “I never thought I’d see this,” she said.

Peter shrugged. He ignored the locals and went straight to the bar. Edward was standing behind the bar serving up a beer.

“Who would have thought Cape Falls has a curious and wicked side,” Edward said.

“Not me,” Peter said, taking a seat.

William appeared and took Rose away.

“You nervous about tonight?” Edward asked, drawing him out of his nerves.

Peter stared at his friend. “She’s going to do her shift here, and then I thought about taking her back to where the real action begins.”

“Bringing her to the BDSM club is a risky move. What if she doesn’t like it?”

Glancing at where Rose had gone, Peter turned his attention back to his best friend. “I’ve got to know how she handles it. First, I’ve got to see how she goes behind the bar.”

Edward nodded. “Your booth is free. I’d enjoy it while you can.”

Peter left the bar and headed toward his booth. Where he sat he got a clear sight of Rose as she came behind the bar. She was wearing an apron around her middle. He saw Edward teasing her. Rose kept blushing.

Peter chuckled when he saw her spill beer down her front, dropped a glass, and mixed tequila wrong.

“She’s going to be a nightmare to train,” William said, taking a seat.

“Get used to her. I’m not letting her go.” Peter couldn’t take his gaze away from her. She looked so adorable.

Edward was wiping his face from a fizzy bottle she’d opened.

He was surprised by the other man’s patience.

“Are you sure about this?” William asked. “It has only been a couple of days. You’ve been in love with Laura for a long time. You’re sure you’re not confusing the two?”

Peter smiled. “I’ve had a wakeup call. Rose is the woman for me. I love Laura and that will never change, but my love is nothing more than the love of a brother to a sister. Trust me, William. I’m completely over it.”

William nodded. “Then I’ve got everything ready for you later. The club will be closed, and the others will be here to witness it.” He glanced back at Rose. “If your woman can survive the night.”

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Rose’s feet hurt, and she smelled like stale beer. She stared down at her red top with dark brown stains all over it. Edward flopped down on the nearest bar stool. He was tired, and she was thankful he hadn’t yelled at her.

“I suck at this,” Rose said.

“Nah, well, yeah, you do suck. Practice will make perfect. I hope.”

She couldn’t help but chuckle at his frown. “I’ll do my best.”

The main bar was closed, and Rose saw Peter heading toward her. He was laughing.

“I hate to say this, honey, but your skills behind the bar need to be improved. Having said that, watching you was hilarious.” Peter rounded the bar, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” She circled her hands around his neck, pulling him close. “I stink.”

“You look gorgeous.” He fingered her shirt. “I was thinking about going back to the main part of the club. Will you come with me?”

Her heart raced. Staring up at Peter she saw the hope dancing in his eyes.

“I’d love to come with you.”

Peter smiled. “Edward, will you go on through to make sure everything is ready.”

“Sure.”

They were left alone. Running her hand up his side, she smiled as she imagined him naked. Her pussy heated, wanting him alone all to herself.

“How was your first day of work?” he asked.

“It wasn’t like putting books on shelves.” She scrunched up her nose. “I’ll have to get better. I stink.”

He stroked her cheek. “You’ll always smell good to me.” Peter dropped his head, brushing her lips with his.

She moaned as his tongue plunged deep inside her.

“I could fuck you right here,” Peter said, resting his head on hers.

“Why don’t you?”

He slapped her ass.

Rose yelped, enjoying the slight burn from his touch.

“You’re a vixen. I’ve got something to show you.”

He took her hand, leading her toward the back of the club. She followed him through a set of doors that opened up into a large room.

The lights were turned low, and her heart stopped when she saw the small collection of people. She recognised Laura with Dean and Gabriel with Amy. William, Daisy, and Edward were also present.

“The Steers got the short straw. They’re babysitting the kids,” Peter said, whispering against her ear.