Chapter Fifteen
Luna
Master Liam happened to be exiting his office when Gina and I arrived. My pulse thrummed—but not with arousal, merely the thought of the pain in my future. If he decided to make time for me that night.
“Ladies,” he said, his gaze sliding down over my bulky sweatshirt and jeans, pre-kink clothes I would ditch once we hit the women’s lounge.
“Master Liam,” we both greeting him as one, and Gina nudged me with an elbow before scurrying through the door leading to the changing area.
I shifted on my feet, unable to meet his gaze as we both lingered in the reception area. “I-I hope it’s okay that I came along with Gina again,” I finally said, lifting my focus to his face.
He smiled, but seemed more withdrawn than the weekend before, no light of appreciation in his blue
