Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
“You are not safe,” Daisy said. “You make some of the coolest fet wear I’ve ever seen. I would bet you didn’t send them those designs in your portfolios.”
Devi sighed. “Fet wear isn’t exactly what these companies make. But I do get your point. I might have played it safer than I should have.”
“You still have so many applications out there,” Bri said encouragingly. “You’ll find the right place. I just wish it was here in Dallas.”
“We’re not a hotbed of design.” The thought of leaving these two made her heart ache. They’d been apart during college and the year she’d spent in Paris doing an internship. These last couple of years spent at home working on her portfolio and doing custom pieces for weddings and clients in the lifestyle had been fun, and being with her friends inspired her. “But I need to be in LA or New York or Paris if I want to make a real name for myself. London, maybe. You’re right. I let myself freak out over something I’ve wanted for over a year. I should have smiled and had a wild night and walked away at the end, satisfied that I tried.”
Because there was no way they worked. He would end up being cocky and full of himself and into video games and sports ball like most of her brother’s friends. At best they might work as a D/s couple, and not a monogamous one since he was gone most of the time. He didn’t even live here. Unlike the rest of the team, he lived in DC. He was only here every couple of months.
Why hadn’t she leapt in? She was smart and capable and not clingy. She didn’t need a man. Well, to spank her. She couldn’t spank herself, and honestly, she preferred an actual man to a vibrator when it came to sex.
“I blew it.” She’d had one shot, and she wouldn’t get another.
“Or you change your mind,” Daisy offered. “It’s been a couple of minutes. I scarcely think he’s already found another sub for the night. Go back out and find him. Tell him you changed your mind and need a good hard session. Have fun with him. He’s not going to judge you.”
“How do you know?” Devi asked.
“Because he’s a dude, and all he’s going to be thinking about is getting into those super-hot boy shorts of yours,” Bri replied, looking lighter than before. “Tell me. Are they tearaway?”
Devi grinned. She did have fun designing fet wear. “Of course. You know I love it when I get my clothes torn off, but I don’t like losing the clothes. So I found a simple solution. I spent a couple of months designing a whole fet wardrobe for Aunt Charlotte. My uncle is tight fisted when it comes to cash, but he opened the wallet for this one. All tearaway. I managed to make the Velcro completely unnoticeable if you line it up properly.”
She’d made a pretty penny off that commission. She’d also made some cosplays and Ren fair costumes, and she was super popular around Halloween.
She designed Carys’s wedding gown and the bridesmaid dresses. That had been fun, too. But was it too safe? She was designing for her family and friends. They wouldn’t tell her if something sucked. They would be gentle and maybe wear it even if they didn’t like it.
She didn’t want to be safe.
Devi stood up. “I’m going to find him and stop being someone I don’t want to be. I’m going to tell him what I want.”
“To marry him and have him love you forever?” Bri asked.
Bri was sometimes way too romantic.
Daisy leaned against Bri. “It does sound nice, doesn’t it? We could have a double wedding.”
So was Daisy. Devi had always known she was the realistic one. “I’m going to tell him I need some stress relief and nothing more. But that doesn’t mean I won’t talk to him and figure out if I actually like him.”
“And then you’ll fall in love and marry him,” Bri added.
Daisy nodded. “This is going to be a beautiful love story.” She sniffled. “Like me and Nate.”
She hoped not. See assassins. Devi just wanted a wild night with the hottest man she’d ever met.
She strode to the door and walked out into the hallway. She was confident and knew what she wanted.
Captain Zachary Reed.
For a night.
Hunter was walking out of the men’s locker room. He gave her a masculine once-over and a big old sunshiny smile. Hunter McKay was slightly older than she was and he’d gone to a different school, but they’d known each other since they were kids. “Hey, Dev. You’re looking good tonight.”
Hunter always seemed too happy to be a Dom. She liked a little frown in her men, and he rarely did. At least not around her. They didn’t spend a ton of time alone together and ran in different groups, but he was like family.