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them.”
    Liam nodded, having absolutely no idea what Beebee was talking about.
    “On the right, here, are the member changing rooms. There are lockers, showers, and chairs. They are assigned by rooms.” Beebee made the hard left and followed the hallway down, to make another hard left into the rest of the hallway. She gestured to a corridor that branched off. “Down there, we have a cross room and the group room.” Another corridor branched to the right again. “And there is the training room and another group room.”
    Liam managed to find his voice. “Training room?”
    Beebee pulled the doors on left open. “Training room, yes.” She finally glanced at him and laughed. “Oh, I’m sorry, Liam. No. Not for employees. You see, when someone wants to learn about the lifestyle, they must be trained. Either as a Dom or a sub. That’s just where it happens. We have a bit of everything kinky in there so that they can fully realize what they are getting into.”
    Liam cleared his throat and ran a finger under the collar of his shirt, feeling relieved. They moved through another lounge, where there were couples grouped around tables, clearly flirting and teasing each other. Everyone in this room was completely dressed, but it wasn’t stopping anyone from offering elicit touches and kisses.
    After another flight of stairs there was a small waiting area and another door, which they passed through. Beebee stared down the corridor and smiled lightly. “Down there, is the Voyuerisme Magnifique and group room.”
    He cleared his throat. “Are you telling me that there are rooms in here for group sex?”
    “Yes.” Her answer was unhesitant. “Of course.”
    “Holy shit, what am I getting into?”
    “It’s a safe place for people who have differing tastes in sexual pleasure.” Beebee studied him, and Liam knew that his face was dead white, overwhelmed. “You don’t have to have an opinion. You just have to install the security system.”
    Shit. He’d offended her. “Beebee, I’m sorry. I’ve only seen bad porn about these things. I’ve never been this close to anything this risqué. I know absolutely nothing about this. And you’re leading me through what some guys could call a walking wet dream, and others would take a free reign to fuck anything that had a hole.”
    “Where do you fall on that scale of disrespect?”
    “I don’t,” he stated. “I have no idea how I feel about any of this. I certainly understand the need for non-disclosure, but how I feel personally? I need time. More information. And as you said, I don’t need to understand, I just need to install the systems.”
    Beebee stared at him, and Liam couldn’t help but get lost in her eyes. They were welcoming, even with the touch of anger he saw there. The lust he’d felt two floors below bubbled up again inside him, and he swallowed, knowing he was powerless against it.
    He found himself pinned against the wall, Beebee pressed against him. He could feel every luscious curve of her body, fitting neatly into his. “Do you want to fuck me, Liam?”
    “Yes.” Hesitation would have been the death of him. “Have dinner with me.”
    *  *  *
    Tally was struck dumb. She could feel his impressive erection against her stomach, twitching, aching for release.
    And he’d asked her to dinner?
    “What?”
    “Go to dinner with me,” he repeated. “Let me take you out.”
    “I…” Tally stared into his eyes, fired with lust. Why isn’t he acting on that? “I haven’t been asked out on a date in seven years.”
    Liam raised his eyebrows. “Then don’t you think it’s time someone did?”
    “You want me…”
    “I want you,” he agreed, nodding. “I do. But I’m not a jerk. I’m not going to let what I want to happen between us get in the way of what ought to happen. Gorgeous women should be wined and dined before they are sixty-nined.”
    Tally tossed her head back and laughed, hard. “You are a breath of fresh air, Liam. You really