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their place.”
    Brie smiled at him warmly. “Agreed.”
    “Whether it’s fair or not, I will always compare Headmasters I work under to Sir Davis.”
    “He was amazing in that role, wasn’t he?” Brie agreed, squelching the guilt that threatened to rise.
    “I was saddened to hear about his troubles.”
    Brie felt a chill run through her and she put down her glass after taking a drink. “What do you mean?”
    He stared at her for several moments before replying, “I’m talking about his mother, kitten.”
    She breathed an inward sigh of relief. “I’m telling you, that woman is nuts! However, I think Sir handled the situation exceptionally well, don’t you?”
    His hazel eyes penetrated her and she squirmed under his gaze. Had she said too much? Brie picked up her beer and sipped it nervously.
    Thankfully, Master Anderson walked through the doors and over to their table. “Are you ready? It appears I’m to be your entertainment for the evening, young Brie.”

Blast from the Past

    B rie thanked him as she jumped into his massive truck. “Don’t feel you need to take me out, Master Anderson.”
    “Oh no, it’s the least I can do. After all, I was the one who wanted to keep your arrival under wraps, so I’m partially to blame that you have no friend tonight.” He started up the vehicle then turned to her. “I’ll show you some of my old haunts so you can get a native’s feel for Denver.”
    Brie forced a smile. Although she was appreciative of his offer to entertain her, she would much rather have hung with Lea. However, she realized it was a rare chance to get to know the Dom on a more personal level, and readjusted her attitude. Even though Sir was good friends with him, she knew practically nothing about Master Anderson other than the fact that he was a jokester, as well as a skilled expert with the bullwhip and an excellent cook.
    He drove her into Denver so she could admire, in passing, the tall buildings of downtown and the charm of the horse-drawn carriages on the 16 th street mall, before taking her to an older neighborhood lined with tall trees.
    He parked in front of a magnificent Victorian home. Brie loved the inviting porch, the detailed trim, the lancet windows and the castle feel of its charming turret.
    Master stared at it with a small grin playing on his lips. “I miss that house.”
    “So that’s where you used to live, huh?”
    “Yes. I purchased it when it was in severe disrepair. I was young and had the energy and time to give it the care it deserved. After I’d finished restoring the extensive scrollwork and trim, I played with the inside. Still keeping to the Gothic style, I added a special room at the back for my…unique brand of entertainment.” His eyes twinkled when he pointed to the left side of the residence. “Inside there is a secret door. How I loved the surprised looked of subs when I opened the door to what my friends affectionately called ‘The Room’.”
    “Oh, I wish I could see it, Master Anderson. I can’t help but wonder what the new owners think of your play room.”
    “They were simply told it was a private room I used as an office.” He chuckled to himself. “I wonder if they can still hear the squeals of delight that regularly echoed in that room.” Master Anderson’s eyes drifted to the yard and he shared, “After the interior was complete, I started on the neglected garden.”
    Brie looked beyond the dark iron gate. He’d filled the front yard with bushes, each with its own unique pigment which made the garden colorful but definitely kept a masculine feel to it.
    “Wow, the garden is actually as impressive as the house.”
    “Thank you. I’m quite proud of my work.”
    “Do you regret giving this place up?”
    He looked at her thoughtfully. “My new home has the space this one lacked. Although they appear to be polar opposites, both homes have a style that speaks to me.”
    “You are a complicated man, Master Anderson. A cowboy as a