“It’s not mine either, Scarlet,” he drawled. Olivia felt her lips twist. She was never going to admit to how much she liked him calling her that. Just like she had a feeling he was never going to admit to liking being called ‘cupcake’. “Like I said, my main problem was enjoying it too much. It made me question some things about myself, brought up some odd feelings, but I’m going to work on it. I want this. I want you.”

Olivia did like a man who knew what he wanted. “If it’s any help, liking taking it up the ass doesn’t make you gay. Although if you did want to test those waters, there are plenty of Doms at Stronghold who would love to assist.”

All too true. She had a feeling Kincaid wasn’t entirely immune to Luke’s charms either. Patrick had let her know exactly how many of the gay and bi Doms were intrigued by Luke coming out as a submissive.

“Definitely straight. In fact, I’m starting to feel like I’m really only interested in submitting to one very specific person.”

She had to work hard to squelch the giddy little bubbles rising up in her chest. Dammit. She wasn’t a teenage school girl with a crush, no matter how Luke occasionally made her feel like one.

“Well you’re going to continue working with Mistress Lisa during classes for at least another week,” she said firmly. Olivia still didn’t want to mix business with pleasure, and the class was business, although if pleasure worked out she’d be willing to revisit the issue…

“I can live with that. Are you going to be at Stronghold tonight?”

“Yes.” Oh Lordy. If he managed to make her feel any more like a giddy teenager she would not be able to hold together her intimidating Domme persona. The little bubbles in her chest continued to fizz and she had a stupid smile on her face which she couldn’t push down no matter how hard she tried. “See you there.”

12

As first ‘dates’ went, not that tonight had been an official date, it was pretty much a bust. Luke sighed as he watched Olivia head down the stairs to the Dungeon to take over as Dungeon Monitor for Will, who had just been called out because his girlfriend Gina had slipped on some ice. She’d called the club from the emergency room and Vicki, who was manning the front desk, had immediately gone running for Will. As far as she knew, Gina was mostly okay but she’d torn a ligament, needed crutches to walk, and driving was completely out of the question.