Chapter 2

“So that was really you at The Thorn last Friday? It was my first night there. I usually go to the Red Curtain, but my friends had heard The Thorn was a fun place to spend a Friday night.” Liam says it casually, clearly not shy or embarrassed.

It’s not like they’ve never talked before. They’ve known each other for a year, but Jake never imagined talking to Liam about what their preferred BDSM clubs were, so he’s feeling tongue-tied.

“Yeah, that was me,” Jake says just as the receptionist, Katie, almost knocks over the Christmas tree. Somehow it stays up, only losing a few decorations. Katie doesn’t seem to notice, leaving the baubles on the floor as she goes to get another drink.

“You looked good,” Liam says, biting his lip, blushing slightly.

Jake thinks of how he looks in the office: shirt, tie, neat brown hair, glasses on. Friday night had meant contacts, leather pants, and a leather harness.