This is more than just a sex club or a brothel. This is a safe space for the staff and the members who pay a lot of money to be allowed inside, and my job is to keep it that way.
“Okay,” Jo says simply and hangs up.
“You know him?” Dylan asks suspiciously.
“I do. Let me just go down there. I don’t think he knows I’m the owner, but I’ll get him sorted with a membership if that’s what he wants.”
My eye might twitch at the thought of Timmy trolling the main floor for a hookup, but I can’t think of any legitimate reason why I’d deny him a membership.
I know he can afford it, and also, this is basically what I did for Jules and Bear when Chris sent them to me. They also didn’t have the backing of an existing member, but I was waiting for them. I sure as hell wasn’t expecting Timmy, though.
“Go on then, Daddy Jake,” Dylan tells me with a smirk I pointedly ignore.
Timmy still looks fucking terrified when I get down to the reception, his eyes wide and not moving away from Jo. I can’t suppress the scowl I aim at Louis, but I snap out of it quickly. He’s really good at his job, and he’s doing his best.
“Timmy,” I call out when I’m only a few feet away.
His head snaps sharply in my direction, and if possible, his eyes open even wider, his mouth dropping open.
“Daddy Jake,” Jo says, with a slight nod. I suppress a wince. I’m not shy about my sexual preferences here, but I know Timmy from “outside,” and I doubt Benny told him I’m a Daddy.
“I’ve got it from here, Jo.” I nod back at her then look over Timmy’s shoulder at Louis and repeat the action. He turns right around and goes back out to guard the back door. Still not quite meeting his eyes, I address Timmy now. “Follow me.” I smile faintly and turn so it’s not super obvious that I won’t meet those startling blue eyes.
I can feel him following behind me, and thankfully, when we get to the elevator the doors open right away.
As with all other new members or visitors escorted by a member, he has to go to administration before visiting the main floor, so that’s not too different. I keep my eyes laser focused on the silver doors when he walks in behind me, but I can feel his gaze on me.
It’s a surprise, though, when he doesn’t say anything at all—he just keeps staring.
When the doors open again, I walk out quickly and feel his heavy footsteps behind me. Dylan comes out of the security room, and her eyes go wide when she sees Timmy behind me.
I get it; he’s something else.
Not only big, because he is, but he’s also fucking gorgeous, and that’s not just my opinion.
“All good, Daddy Jake?” she asks, and again I have to stop myself from reacting. Everyone here calls me that. Everyone here knows, and none of my employees call me that in any sexual way at all.
But will Timmy understand that?
I don’t know of any way he would.
“Just gonna go over membership with Timmy,” I tell Dylan at last, but I keep walking toward my office. “Please, come in,” I tell him quietly as I hold the door open for him.
I risk a glance for a single second and see he’s frowning at my office.
Not in an angry way, but more... confused.
I hold my breath as he walks by me, then breathe in deeply and close my eyes to pray for strength. What I need to do now is something that’s gonna test my willpower.
Just imagining him looking for a hookup when I’mright hereis torture, but it’s what’s going to happen as soon as I give him a membership.
And he has to want a membership, right? There’s no way he doesn’t. Why else would he be here?
I walk in and after a quick mental debate, walk back to my desk and sit behind it.
“So, Timmy,” I start, but then I don’t quite know what to say after.
“So . . . Jake?” he says like a question.