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In this snippet I wanted to let you lovelies see things from Thomas’ point of view. This is just after their first night at the club, and he’s back at work in his office, but there’s only one person on his mind this morning – Maddie O’Neill.

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“So, you’ve got that meeting with Congresswoman Taylor at 9:30, then the waterworks brunch at 10:00, which you will be late for,” Alan glanced up at him from his notepad, and Thomas just shrugged. “I was able to get Donna Mueller for noon, but I know that’s two –”

“I won’t eat at both, Alan, don’t worry.”

With a slight smirk, his assistant returned to his list, scratching something off with a pen. “Then you’re in committee meetings from 1:30 to 4:30, and there’s the cocktail reception for the Carrindi Foundation at 6:00.”

“Did I agree to go to that?”

“You told me to RSVP last month.”

“Are you sure?” Thomas groaned and took a long drink of his coffee. “I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have –”

“You said RSVP, and I did, and I got your tux cleaned on Friday for it, so you’re going.” Alan gave him a serious look, and then waved his hand to the side. “Honestly, if you didn’t want to go, why did you agree to it?”

“I probably did want to go then, but now I’m tired.”

“Too bad, you’re going. You already paid for a plate.” His assistant ticked off another thing on his list.

“Wait, I’m paying to go to this thing I don’t want to go to?”

“Yes.”

“You should go instead of me. Rub elbows, enjoy the drinks and the food. I already paid after all.” Flipping over his cell phone he checked again for a text, but the only person he’d received one from was his brother back in New York asking about their father’s birthday.

“If only I were three inches taller and had your shoulders.” Alan gave him a smart-ass smile, and Thomas raised his eyebrows at him. With a sigh, Alan dropped his hands to his sides. “You’re going, Congressman Hathaway.”

“First of all, you know to call me Thomas, and second of all, I seem to remember being your boss, and not the other way around?”

“Whatever makes you feel better. I snagged you some fruit and a bagel, whole wheat, low-fat cream cheese, it’s on your filing cabinet because there wasn’t a single inch of desk space visible.” Alan headed towards the door.

“Wait, I need dinner reservations for two on Wednesday night. Around eight. Somewhere nice, alright?”

His executive assistant froze in place and turned to face him. “Do I get to ask questions about this?”

“Not at all, Alan.”

There was blatant curiosity on the young man’s face, but after two and a half years of working together, Alan knew when he could push his luck, and when he couldn’t. “Alright, I’ll get you reservations, but your scary glare doesn’t work on me, remember? It’s why you keep me around.”

“Right. Thank you, Alan.” He couldn’t help but smile as his assistant shrugged and pulled his door closed behind him. Spinning around in his chair he found the little plate of food next to a stack of files that he really needed to sort through so he could find them again. If he asked Alan to do it, they’d be put in some kind of alphabetical order that he’d never be able to remember.

Stabbing a piece of pineapple with a fork he took a bite and continued through his email, making notes on where different people stood on various discussions happening on the hill. It was a few minutes after nine when he felt his iPhone vibrating on his desk.

Jaxson Davidson.

Again.

Thomas answered and tucked the phone against his cheek so he could continue working before his first meeting showed up at 9:30. “Good morning, Jaxson.”

“Avoiding my calls, or just pretending to be a busy, important politician, Thomas?”

“Being an asshole on purpose, or just for the usual reasons?” He smiled as he heard Jaxson’s heavy exhale on the other end of the line.

“You were at the club last night.” There was an odd note in the other man’s voice, and he could feel a headache coming on before their discussion even started.

“Yes, I was.”

“With a girl.”

“Why, yes, with a girl. I don’t bat for both teams, remember?” His chuckle died on his lips when the frustrated growl that Jaxson returned rumbled over the line.

“I remember, and I still don’t care, asshole. How exactly do you know this Madeline O’Neill girl?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Because she gave my name to Daniel at the security desk in the locker room and said that I was the one to invite her.”

“Ah.” Thomas couldn’t help but smile. Maddie was a naughty girl, and she probably had no idea just how poor of a choice that was. If there was one thing Jaxson hated, it was someone dropping his name without permission.

Perhaps that could be their next corrective discussion.

“Ah? That’s all you have to say? This girl of yours shouldn’t be using my –”

“Stop.” He used the commanding tone automatically. “First of all, she’s not mine, I met her last night.”

“What the fu–”

“And second of all,” Thomas interrupted before Jaxson could go on a rant, “Maddie was just curious about the club. She’d heard about it from a friend and she showed up. Her choice of listing your name was bold, but I dealt with it.”

“You dealt with it? What the fuck, Thomas? We can’t just have a bunch of people wandering into Black Light! It’s supposed to be private, secure. That’s the entire fucking point.” The growl in his friend’s tone spoke of his frustration, but he just shrugged and replied to an email as he talked.

“Look, it’s not my fault someone talked to her about it, but I’m just glad I was the one to meet her, and the club needs more single subs anyway. You told me the lack of pick-up play would change, but it’s been over a month and Maddie is only the second one I’ve seen.”

There was a grumble on the other end of the line, and then the silence stretched. Not in a rush to continue the argument, Thomas used the time to finish his reply on the email and click send. He took a bite of his bagel as he waited for Jaxson to decide if he wanted to argue or crawl back into bed with his lovers. “Fine. So you dealt with it.”

“I punished her appropriately for trying to get into the club without an invitation, and potentially putting herself at risk by waltzing in with the first Dom to offer to pay for her guest pass.”

“Yeah, she could have done better.”

“Kindly go fuck yourself, Jaxson.”

“I don’t have to, remember? I’m well taken care of, and I’m more concerned about all of your pent up frustrations.” There was humor back in his friend’s voice, and Thomas knew the potential fight had been diffused, which was good for him – and good for Maddie. Jaxson was not an enemy she needed to make. “So, you said we needed more single subs. Is this Madeline O’Neill single?”

“I have a date with her on Wednesday night.”

“Is that a no?”

“It’s an I don’t know. Nothing is set in stone.” Thomas rolled his eyes at the question. She hadn’t even texted him back yet after all.

Maybe she’s backing out of the whole thing.

“Then if she shows back up at the club, I should tell Daniel to let her in? Let her test drive someone else? You did say we needed more single –”

“I’d prefer if she didn’t play with anyone else before Wednesday, but she’s an adult. She can do what she likes.” Hitting the enter key a little too hard on the email he was writing, he felt the tension in his shoulders as he imagined someone else with their hands on Maddie.

It had only been one play session, but she was spinning circles through his mind. Every moan, every whimper, every shift of her body playing on repeat. He wanted his hands on her again, wanted to make her come again, he wanted to do so many things with her. Dammit. His cock was getting hard just remembering her and that was the last thing he needed before a meeting.

You don’t have any right to feel possessive right now, rein it in.

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Oh, we all know that Thomas isn’t going to be able to rein it in for long. He’s got it bad for Maddie already, even if he doesn’t know it yet, but there’s still so much more to come in this incredibly hot book! >>> 1-click it now

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