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child, a carpenter as a young man and now Headmaster of a BDSM training academy.”
    “You are missing an important part of the journey.” He started up the truck and drove her back to visit the downtown area. He helped her out of his vehicle, then walked Brie through a thriving college campus. “Once the house was complete, I had time on my hands and an ambition to be my own boss, so I took classes at night to get my business degree.”
    She looked at him in amazement. “How did you find the time?”
    He raised his eyebrow. “I was not tied down to a partner and only played with subs on an occasional basis. It left me with an abundance of time, and I am not a man to waste it.” He pointed towards a large glass-and-brick building with the Rockies as its backdrop.
    “I took classes at night here. While it took longer to get my business degree, it has all led me to where I am now. I was able to redesign the warehouse into the Academy, and I have the business background necessary to ensure it succeeds. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that Thane let me see the inner workings of the Training Center.”
    Brie felt a pang of remorse. Why did the mention of Sir’s prior status as Headmaster always hurt her heart?
    Master Anderson walked her between the campus buildings, down a pleasant path of new trees and budding flowers. He shared memories of the professors he’d learned under and classes he’d taken. Although much of what he shared made no sense to her, Brie enjoyed hearing the tone of his voice change as he explained how he wanted his school to adapt to the market. “We’re going to react to the needs of the local community. I invite change, as long we never lose sight of our purpose.”
    He led her to a small Italian restaurant, opening the bright red door with a gentlemanly flourish. “A favorite place of mine back in the day…”
    She smiled up at him and was surprised to see his face lose all color as a cute little redhead with a large baby bump made her way out the door.
    “Pardon me,” the young woman said with a smile, then she stopped short and said in astonishment, “Brad?”
    Master Anderson stiffened upon hearing his name. He froze temporarily, taking time before he replied, “Amy, I never expected to run into you here.”
    The redhead blushed. “Well, I love the food here and seem to crave it more these days.” She rubbed her belly lovingly. “Thank you for introducing me to this place, Brad. I visit a least once a week now.”
    He looked at her warily, as if she were a poison to him. Brie’s heart went out to Master Anderson as the awkward silence stretched, so she stuck out her hand. “Hi, I’m Brie.”
    The girl glanced briefly at Brie’s collar before taking her hand. “Hi, Brie. I’m Amy. I was good friends with Brad when we were going to night class together.”
    Master Anderson seemed to snap out of his stupor and spoke. “Yes, Amy and I spent many stimulating nights at my house. How have you been?” He looked at her stomach. “I see you have a bun in the oven.”
    Amy laughed sweetly. “Yes, we do. A little girl, if the ultrasound proves to be right. I sure hope so, because the nursery is all pink and my mother already bought lacy outfits for her.”
    Brie saw the flash of pain flit across Master Anderson’s face before he hid it with a casual smile. “I take it you’re still with Troy.”
    Amy looked at him sadly, letting Brie know there was so much between them that wasn’t being said.
    “Yes.” There was another long, uncomfortable pause. Amy played nervously with the ring on her finger. “Troy and I got married last year.”
    “I see.”
    Brie slipped her hand into Master Anderson’s and squeezed, offering him moral support. “It looks as if you two didn’t waste any time.”
    Amy shrugged. “Who’d have guessed we’d be so compatible?” She caressed her stomach affectionately.
    Master Anderson tightened his hold on Brie’s hand, almost hurting her with his grip.