Whatever Olivia was talking to Mistress Lisa about, she didn’t look too happy as the other Domme walked away with her submissive. Luke didn’t quite know what to think. Had they been talking about him? His lesson? Had it not gone well?

“And I’ve lost you.” Patrick’s deep voice was filled with amusement and Luke jerked his head around, flushing a little.

He’d pretty much accepted the whole being sexually submissive thing. Even if tonight he’d struggled a bit more with it than last lesson, but outside of the bedroom he was definitely not comfortable being anything but confident and in charge of himself. Feeling off kilter was not something he enjoyed when it wasn’t linked to being turned on.

“Sorry,” he said.

“Not a problem,” Patrick reassured him, clapping him on the shoulder in a friendly manner so Luke didn’t feel judged or like Patrick thought less of him for losing his train of thought over a woman. “I’ve been there.”

Well that was definitely encouraging. Maybe it wasn’t just being a submissive that threw a man off balance. Maybe it was just this whole scene. Luke had to admit he was still feeling his way around the whole power exchange thing. He didn’t understand how Patrick could want the level of control he had over his own girlfriend or why she would want him to, but he could see how happy and satisfied it made both of them. While it might not be for him, he still wanted that same level of fulfillment in a relationship.

“Any advice?” he asked, a little ruefully as Olivia started heading for the front door.

“Just keep doing what you’re doing,” Patrick replied with a broad grin. “She’s bending. It might not seem like it to you, but from someone who’s known her for years... trust me. She’s more interested in you than she’s been in any man I’ve ever seen and she’s putting up with a lot more from you than she normally would because of that. Just don’t ever pull the boss card on her and you’ll be just fine. Go get her, cupcake.”

Luke groaned as he turned away from the other man. That nickname probably wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. On the other hand, a little bit of warmth still bloomed in his chest, now that he knew there might actually be some significance to it—at least when Olivia called him that.

He quickened his stride, timing his steps so he met her right as she reached the door to the lobby.

“May I walk you to your car, ma’am?” he asked, being as polite and respectful as he could since they were still in the club.