had become so loud we
could barely hear one another over it. Memories of my time at clubs just like
this one washed over me, making me wish for somewhere far quieter. Nina seemed
to enjoy watching the sea of humanity that flowed past us, but I didn't get the
sense she was having fun.
My
suspicions were proven correct when she turned to me and said in my ear,
"I wish we could find a place just a little quieter. Can we go somewhere
else?"
I
was thankful to get away from ETA and had a place in mind that would be a bit quieter,
although I wasn't sure I should take Nina there. It was definitely more
secluded and out of the city, but was Top the right place to take someone like
her, even if I was part owner of the place?
Jensen
held the door open for Nina and as she climbed in, I said to him in a low voice,
"Take us to Top. Do you remember how to get there?"
As
stoic as Rogers, he simply nodded his head and waited for me to get into the
back seat of the car.
"Where
are we going?" Nina asked as we pulled away from ETA.
"A
club I know of. We'll be able to talk there. They have a private room we can
use."
"Where
is it? Near here?"
I
shook my head. "Outside the city. It shouldn't take long to get there."
Nina
talked about how she and Jordan had always planned a huge celebration for her
twenty-first birthday. The sadness at the time she'd lost was clear as her
voice dropped and she said quietly, "I wonder if we ever did that."
I
texted Top's owner, Chase Mitchell, that we were coming, and almost a half hour
later, we were in the suburbs at the club. The facade of the building gave no
indication of what Top truly was. An old warehouse, Chase had converted it into
a members only club three years ago, and other than an occasional visit now and
then, I'd been a completely silent partner in the business. Chase's fetishes
weren't my style, but the club had made a handsome profit for both of us, so
who was I to look down my nose at one man's turn-ons?
I
held Nina's hand as we walked up to the door and as I knocked on it, quietly said,
"This place will be more intimate."
Her
blue eyes widened and a look of fear settled into them. "What kind of
place is this?"
"A
private club that I'm half owner of. Don't worry. It'll be fun."
"Okay.
Promise you won't let anything happen to me, Tristan."
I
squeezed her hand and brought it to my lips in a kiss. "I would never let
anything bad happen to you, Nina. Never. You can trust me."
The
door to Top opened, and just inside stood Chase with a stunned look on his
face. "Holy fuck! I got your text and thought somebody was pulling my
chain. Tristan Stone as I live and breathe!"
Nodding,
I pulled Nina close to my side as the doorman shut the door behind us.
"Nice to see you, Chase."
"You're
just in time. The night's just getting started. But I'm more interested in who
your friend is."
Chase
turned his focus to Nina and extended his hand to shake hers. "Chase
Mitchell, owner—well, half owner of Top. What's your name, darling?"
Before
Nina could say a word, I pulled his attention back where it belonged.
"Remember your place in this, Chase. We want to find a secluded spot and
have a few drinks, so how about you show us to one of the private rooms?"
Nina
reached her hand out and introduced herself. "Hi! I'm Nina. What kind of
place is this?"
Chase
shook her hand and looked at her like she was some kind of morsel, ratcheting
my anger up a few more notches. "What kind of place is this? Love, this is
the finest private club on the East coast."
"Private
club?"
"Members
only and high rollers. Whatever they want, we have at Top."
Nina
looked up at me with a confused look on her face. There was no point in
explaining it. This probably hadn't been my best idea, but now that we were
there, that was a moot point. I really didn't want to explain anything in front
of Chase, so I merely shook my head.
Chase
continued to talk, testing my patience even more. "Tristan, I didn't
expect to see you so soon
could barely hear one another over it. Memories of my time at clubs just like
this one washed over me, making me wish for somewhere far quieter. Nina seemed
to enjoy watching the sea of humanity that flowed past us, but I didn't get the
sense she was having fun.
My
suspicions were proven correct when she turned to me and said in my ear,
"I wish we could find a place just a little quieter. Can we go somewhere
else?"
I
was thankful to get away from ETA and had a place in mind that would be a bit quieter,
although I wasn't sure I should take Nina there. It was definitely more
secluded and out of the city, but was Top the right place to take someone like
her, even if I was part owner of the place?
Jensen
held the door open for Nina and as she climbed in, I said to him in a low voice,
"Take us to Top. Do you remember how to get there?"
As
stoic as Rogers, he simply nodded his head and waited for me to get into the
back seat of the car.
"Where
are we going?" Nina asked as we pulled away from ETA.
"A
club I know of. We'll be able to talk there. They have a private room we can
use."
"Where
is it? Near here?"
I
shook my head. "Outside the city. It shouldn't take long to get there."
Nina
talked about how she and Jordan had always planned a huge celebration for her
twenty-first birthday. The sadness at the time she'd lost was clear as her
voice dropped and she said quietly, "I wonder if we ever did that."
I
texted Top's owner, Chase Mitchell, that we were coming, and almost a half hour
later, we were in the suburbs at the club. The facade of the building gave no
indication of what Top truly was. An old warehouse, Chase had converted it into
a members only club three years ago, and other than an occasional visit now and
then, I'd been a completely silent partner in the business. Chase's fetishes
weren't my style, but the club had made a handsome profit for both of us, so
who was I to look down my nose at one man's turn-ons?
I
held Nina's hand as we walked up to the door and as I knocked on it, quietly said,
"This place will be more intimate."
Her
blue eyes widened and a look of fear settled into them. "What kind of
place is this?"
"A
private club that I'm half owner of. Don't worry. It'll be fun."
"Okay.
Promise you won't let anything happen to me, Tristan."
I
squeezed her hand and brought it to my lips in a kiss. "I would never let
anything bad happen to you, Nina. Never. You can trust me."
The
door to Top opened, and just inside stood Chase with a stunned look on his
face. "Holy fuck! I got your text and thought somebody was pulling my
chain. Tristan Stone as I live and breathe!"
Nodding,
I pulled Nina close to my side as the doorman shut the door behind us.
"Nice to see you, Chase."
"You're
just in time. The night's just getting started. But I'm more interested in who
your friend is."
Chase
turned his focus to Nina and extended his hand to shake hers. "Chase
Mitchell, owner—well, half owner of Top. What's your name, darling?"
Before
Nina could say a word, I pulled his attention back where it belonged.
"Remember your place in this, Chase. We want to find a secluded spot and
have a few drinks, so how about you show us to one of the private rooms?"
Nina
reached her hand out and introduced herself. "Hi! I'm Nina. What kind of
place is this?"
Chase
shook her hand and looked at her like she was some kind of morsel, ratcheting
my anger up a few more notches. "What kind of place is this? Love, this is
the finest private club on the East coast."
"Private
club?"
"Members
only and high rollers. Whatever they want, we have at Top."
Nina
looked up at me with a confused look on her face. There was no point in
explaining it. This probably hadn't been my best idea, but now that we were
there, that was a moot point. I really didn't want to explain anything in front
of Chase, so I merely shook my head.
Chase
continued to talk, testing my patience even more. "Tristan, I didn't
expect to see you so soon
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