Page 52 of Echoes of Fear
“Yes,” the smug woman smiles. “I thought you were on your way to get him. Is he on his way out here?”
“Boo,” Blaze whispers from behind her, causing the woman to scream. If I wasn’t so fuckin’ frustrated to get back home, I would have laughed.
“You need to be on your way,” Steel says. “We aren’t accepting new members at this time. Open night is next Friday.”
She looks back and forth between the two men. Blaze and Steel are completely identical. The only reason I can tell the difference is because of their personalities. Blaze is alwayssmiling and talking, while Steel hardly ever smiles and only talks when he needs to.
There’s been a few times where Blaze has gotten angry at someone, and during those times, it’s useless trying to tell them apart.
“Ugh, this place is lame anyway,” she whines as she stomps away.
I usher the next few members inside before talking.
“Can you have someone check on Knox for me?” I ask, checking a new member’s ID. “He said he wasn’t feeling well and hadn’t eaten anything. I think he may be getting sick. All of my men are working tonight.”
“I’ll call King,” Steel says. “Ghost and Venom are busy at the Cage, and Jax is with the women. Do you need him to stop and get medications?”
“I already have cold meds for him,” I admit. “I wanted to be prepared for any emergency.”
“If it were any other man, we would be running you off,” Blaze tells me. “But, we know you’ll take care of our boy.”
“He’s not your boy,” I growl, which causes Blaze to laugh.
Even Steel smirks a little before saying, “You’ve got to stop referring to them as your men. We’re all one club now.”
“Habit,” I say, waving one of the Littles through the door. She was looking around at all the men in line with fear. “Maybe we should change the times for the Littles and Middles to come in. She isn’t the first one to stand in the line looking scared. I usually pull them out as soon as I recognize a face and usher them inside.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Steel says.
“We could call them and tell them to come in half an hour early,” Blaze suggests. “Or even to skip everyone in line and come straight to the front. Half the members are Dom’s and wouldn’t mind anyway.”
“There are a few Littles that will have no problem showing their brat sides while skipping everyone in line,” I chuckle. “But there is also a good bit who are too well-behaved to do something so naughty.”
“Let’s sit on it and think it through,” Steel suggests. “We might have to end up adding a second entrance or something. Good thinking, Taylor.”
“King says he’ll call you with a Knox update.”
“Thank you, brothers.”
“We’re family,” Blaze says, following Steel back inside.
Looking back at the line, I look down to see a boy in a cute pair of pony overalls with a paci in his mouth holding his ID up for me.
This is Little Wyatt. He has a Mommy who is already inside.
“You’re looking extra cute today, Wyatt,” I smile. “Your Mommy says she is grabbing snacks for you and your friends. Go on into the Playroom, and she’ll be there in a few minutes, okay?”
“Fank you, Uncle Tay Tay.”
“You’re welcome, buddy. Be good.”
“Maybe,” he shrugs while skipping into the building.
Littles are so damn cute when they’re all dressed up. My boy doesn’t regress as young as Wyatt does, but I can’t wait to see him dressed as my little Pup.
Fuckin’ perfect.
This lifestyle has never been sexual for me. I can’t fuckin’ wait to see Knox let go and regress. I crave for him to let go so that I can care for him. I need it like I need my next breath. I want to see him relax and play without a single fuckin’ worry. I want to care for him in all ways so desperately that it might just scare him off if he knew the extent.