Instead he waddled into the dungeon with the plumber, David, and helped him with the pipe. When he’d walked out, he’d drawn several curious looks from his patrons but he was beyond caring. David had stayed down in the dungeon to finish off the worst of it. Alex rolled up his sleeves and set off to his office. Lilith was on the main floor, meeting and greeting guests. He stalked into his office, tore off his tie and flung it onto his desk. His trousers were wet up to the knees and he ran damp hands through his black hair, trying to dry them and slicking his hair back in the process. It was getting late. In an hour it would be midnight and that left one more day to convince Nola to become his sub. It wasn’t just about that anymore. Alex was seriously considering asking Nola to move into his apartment. It wasn’t just because of their blossoming Dom/sub relationship. It was much more than that now. The last few days had made it obvious to him that he couldn’t imagine not waking up with her every morning.
