Snickering, Olivia put down her phone as the conversation devolved into Angel’s pregnant snarkiness and discussions of where to go exactly. She didn’t have an opinion on any of it. Angel was in for one hell of a red bottom after her pregnancy was over and she’d recovered from giving birth and they all knew it. That didn’t stop her from mouthing off, especially now when she was often physically uncomfortable and had a harder time getting around due to the size of her stomach.

Wherever they wanted to go dancing was good with her; she didn’t care about the location, but she’d be there keep an eye on everything. Especially if Angel managed to get out to dance.

Olivia could definitely use a ladies’ night out. Especially on a Saturday. Luke had become a regular at Stronghold, hanging out with her group of friends, which had made things a little weird for her. She felt bad playing with someone else when he was there.

Worse, she often didn’t even feel like playing with anyone at all when he was there. She’d rather hang out in the bar area with her friends, and Luke, the entire evening, pretending she wasn’t all that interested in his conversations. Which wasn’t an easy thing to admit to herself but it was true.

And now he’d come straight out and said he wanted to scene with her.

That he wasn’t interested in training with another Domme.

Yeah well, she wanted to be attracted to a man who didn’t own the club she was managing.

Gritting her teeth, she picked up her phone and started scrolling through her contacts. She’d call Lisa first, to see if she was available.

That Lisa was the only Domme whom Olivia knew in a long-term, exclusive relationship had absolutely nothing to do with her being Olivia’s first choice. Really.

Sitting on his couch, feet propped up on the sturdy top of his coffee table, Luke was munching on popcorn and having a text conversation with Adam Rawn, one of his new friends from Stronghold. There was something about the group which had drawn him in. It was kind of nice to have a social life again. His own best friends were all scattered around the U.S. now, and even though they got together at least once a year to reconnect and spend a weekend together, he hadn’t really had anyone other than his brother to just hang out with regularly. He’d made himself busy with work, which was great, but now he was having a good time slowing down and getting to know the Stronghold group. They’d even invited him to their weekly workout, Wednesday night at Liam Brock’s Kung-Fu dojo.