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the last
place she’d want to revisit in her memory lane. She couldn’t believe she was
actually standing here.
    She briefly wondered what Amery would think if he
knew she’d finally gathered up her courage to enter Sanctuary’s Lair, not just
his home away from home, but also the club where her ex had been a founding
member. Would he applaud my bravery? Truth be known – she wasn’t feeling
brave – she was petrified. She never would’ve forced herself to come here all
alone if Caelan hadn’t called this evening. She’d panicked at the idea of
hurting her son and had jumped in with both feet. Instead of hiding in her
small cottage, she was foolishly plunging into the one thing that scared the
hell out of her. She wasn’t brave at all – just foolish. Come on - be honest
with yourself, Myrna Doherty! You’re not just being foolish. You’re still
hiding, not just from your own submissive nature, but also from your longing to
be owned by Amery.
    “Your name, Ma’am?”
    She forced her attention back on the bouncer. Dammit!
I have to stop this before he thinks I’m a loon.
    “Myrna. Myrna Doherty.” She waited with familiar
dread pooling in her stomach while he checked her name against the palm-held
computer in his hand. What if my membership has been completely revoked? I
haven’t been here since before Grant walked out. What if the arse took me off
the membership roster before he took off for America?
    A couple clicks later and the man looked up with a
grin. “This way, slave. One of the Masters will want to speak with you before
you may go out on the floor.”
    She swallowed rapidly before voicing her protest.
“But…I just wanted to sit at the bar. I wasn’t planning…”
    The bouncer patted her shoulder. “It’s for your own
safety, Mrs. Doherty. You’re an unclaimed submissive. Not to mention it’s been
several years since you’ve visited Sanctuary’s Lair – things have changed a
bit.” He wrapped a gentle hand around her upper arm before guiding her through
one of the doors she hadn’t noticed off the main floor. Her heart threatened to
burst out of her chest when the young man turned and left her alone in the room
after assuring her Master Simon would be with her shortly.
    Licking suddenly dry lips, she stood alone in the middle
of the well furnished room. What the hell have I gotten myself into?
    The time dragged by torturously slowly while she
waited for Master Simon to appear. When he finally did, she realized it’d only
been ten minutes, even though it had felt more like ten hours to her already
over-wrought nerves.
    “Good evening, sub.” The deep timber had her jumping.
She tightly clenched the clutch purse holding her keys, driver’s license, and
bank card before turning and facing him. Shock washed over her as she recognized
the blond man standing before her. The gangly frame she’d remembered was gone.
He was just as tall but his body had filled out. He was no longer the young man
who’d been receiving his novice training under Amery. He was now a man in his
prime and held the self-confident air any Master would have – including her
son. Dear Lord, how time flew. It made her happy to see the promise Amery had
seen in the younger man had been realized.
    “Master Simon. It’s nice to see you again. It been
years, but I do remember meeting you during your training.” She chuckled at the
surprise in his eyes. “Although I’ll have to say the years have been kinder to
you than me. I can see you’ve lived up to the potential Master Alastar saw in
you.”
    The younger man’s face flushed with pleasure at the
compliment. “Master Alastar is the best. We wouldn’t know what to do without
him to guide the ‘newbies’.” He settled into the chair before motioning her to
his side. Fear had her freezing as she realized he was waiting for her to kneel
at his side. Her eyelids flickered before she forced her feet to move. Get a
grip on yourself, Myrna. It’s not as if