Of course, before he called her, he had called Cole. Theirs was a longer discussion, Cole wanting to understand what Luke’s overall objective was. And rightfully so. And now Luke waited for Cole to show up so they could discuss at length the reason for Luke’s sudden decision to include Sierra in the club. He wasn’t sure whether Cole was for or against the idea, but nonetheless, Luke respected his input.


A sharp knock at the door had Luke turning in his chair.

Right on time.

“Hey.” Cole said as he walked in, shutting the door behind him. “What the hell is going on?”

Way to get right to the point. Luke glanced at the man, then turned back to his computer screen while he waited for Cole to have a seat. He exited out of the program and turned his attention to Cole.

“I’ve invited Sierra to the club.”

“I gathered that much, but what I don’t get is why.” Cole’s expression remained guarded, but he sat back in the chair, crossing one ankle over the opposite knee and resting his arms on the armrest.

“She’s adamant she be given the opportunity to experience the club for herself.” Luke told him.

“And just what does she think is going to happen?”

“Hell, I don’t know.”

“Considering most of what happens here, happens behind closed doors, with a few exceptions, I don’t know what she’s expecting. It’s not like we have viewing rooms or anything like that.”

No, they didn’t. And yes, Cole was right. Most of what happened at Club Destiny happened behind closed doors between consenting adults. He knew the activities varied from the typical ménage to some hard core BDSM that a couple of the members preferred, but no matter the variety, it was usually done in private. Luke got the impression Sierra thought the double doors that closed off the member’s only portion was a gateway to debauchery and kink. And maybe they were, but you wouldn’t find members fucking in the hallway.

“So, what’s the plan?” Cole asked, obviously waiting for Luke to give him more details.

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Cole waited patiently for Luke to fill him in on what his intentions were for the afternoon. He still wasn’t happy about Luke inviting Sierra to the club, but the fact she was more than a little anxious to be there wasn’t a secret either. She’d asked him about it a couple of times in the last week or so, but Cole generally found a way to distract her. Apparently Luke hadn’t been able to do that.

“I’ve asked her to take a look at my office, told her I was planning to redecorate.” Luke said, sounding not so sure of himself.

“That’s not a bad idea, actually.” Cole stated, glancing around at the less than attractive surroundings. Luke’s office never had held much appeal.

“And,” Luke said, giving Cole that determined eye, “I’m not willing to let another man touch her, so my options are limited.”

“I agree. She’s off limits as far as I’m concerned.” Cole said, giving the idea some thought. “That doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun with her.”

“And just exactly what do you have in mind?”

Cole liked the fact that Luke was protective of Sierra. He also liked that Sierra was so open to new sexual experiences; however, he didn’t think she’d given much thought to what that might really mean. Sharing a bed with two men was a radical next step for a woman who had only ever been with one man in her life, but Cole knew she had some secret fantasies she hadn’t shared with anyone. Including him or Luke.

“I’m thinking a little voyeurism might be just up her alley.”

“Voyeurism?” Luke said, apparently contemplating the idea. “Would she be the watcher? Or the watchee?”

That was a good question. Cole hadn’t given it much thought, but the more he did, the more he liked the idea. A lot.

“And if you’re thinking the latter, who do we know that we trust enough?”

“I’m thinking Tag Murphy.” Cole blurted out before he could think better of the idea. The guy was not only a new member of the club; he was also Cole’s stepbrother, although that little detail hadn’t been shared with anyone other than Luke and Logan. Not even Sierra knew that. Although his kinks seemed to border on the extreme, or the man was just all talk. Either way, Cole knew Tag could be trusted. Obviously Luke must have thought so too, or he wouldn’t have allowed him to join the club.

“Why the hell does everyone keep looking to that guy to fill their fantasies?”

What? Cole didn’t know if the question was rhetorical, and he hoped like hell it was because he didn’t have an answer. “Who else is looking at Tag?”

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