When Rose, the cute little spitfire who worked for Deacon, had answered the door and told him to go on into the front sitting room, Kade had thought nothing of it. He’d met her a couple of times when he’d come over during the week. He and Deacon hadn’t been together unless you counted cuddling while watching movies or chatting. Blinking back the tears threatening, he had a sinking feeling he now knew why. Kneeling in front of Deacon was a beautiful man, long, lean, and—Kade knew from years ago—able to take anything any Dom he’d ever known could give. Kade hadn’t seen the man since shortly after the attack. The beautiful, kinky, and brilliant Jake Prism knelt by his Deacon! His thoughts flashed back to that night, the one he wished he could forget, but Kade knew he never would. He had just had a great time at Fierce with a Dom he didn’t know and Jake. He didn’t often play with other subs, but Jake was always so fun and passionate, when the Dom picked them both for the evening, Kade had been more than happy to follow along.
