Free Brie’s Mile High Club (Submissive in Love, #7) by Red Phoenix

respect on his face. “You’re right, Troy. I do have an ulterior motive for this meeting.”
    “Which is?”
    Master Anderson kissed Brie’s hand again before setting it on his muscular thigh. “I’m moving to Los Angeles and most likely this will be a permanent move for me.” He glanced at Amy. “And I wanted to clear the air between us.”
    “I want that too, Brad. I care about you and hate having this ‘strangeness’ between us,” Amy said, relief on her face.
    Master Anderson turned back to Troy and stated, “I owe you an apology.”
    Troy seemed taken aback. “That’s probably the last thing I expected you to say.”
    “Well, I’ve had a lot of time to think. Although I can justify my actions back then, the fact is I acted dishonorably and it has haunted me since.”
    Troy stared at Master Anderson as if he were seeing the man for the first time. “Again, you surprise me.”
    “I suppose you could say that I’ve gotten a little older and wiser.”
    “Brad,” Amy said compassionately, “I understood why you did what you did, based on the little you knew of Troy. Every time you and I got together it seemed like I was recovering from losing him.”
    “I only wanted to protect you, Amy.”
    Her smile was sad when she answered, “I know.”
    Master Anderson addressed Troy again. “It appears you really are as good a man as she claimed.”
    Troy seemed troubled by the admission and took a sip of wine before replying. “I suppose I owe you an apology as well.”
    “How so?”
    “Amy always insisted you were acting in her best interests, but I didn’t believe it. I’ve never liked you.”
    Master Anderson smiled. “Understandable. We were rivals.”
    “It was more than that.” He glanced apologetically at Brie. “Do you mind if I speak frankly?”
    “Not at all,” she encouraged.
    “Brad, I’ve never forgiven you for what you did to Amy. When I saw the bruises I wanted to kill you.”
    Master Anderson threw back his head and laughed. “Finally the truth comes out.”
    “It was no laughing matter to me,” Troy stated angrily.
    “You do realize it was consensual.”
    Troy glanced at Amy. “She said as much, but I’ve never understood it—how a man could hurt a woman like that.”
    “Maybe I can provide some clarity,” Brie offered. She lifted Master Anderson’s strong, manly hand and held it in both of hers before continuing. “This man has the unique ability to please a woman on a level she never knew existed. It is done with respect and a deep-seated desire to please her. Any marks left behind are something to be cherished, because they remind her of that special encounter.”
    This time it was Amy who shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Brie knew she must be remembering her encounters with Master Anderson and thought, Poor girl, you probably haven’t known that kind of satisfaction since .
    “Thank you, Brie,” Troy said. “I’ve never had it explained to me that way before.” He looked apologetically at Amy. “Although you tried to tell me that on several occasions.”
    “I’m grateful Brie was able to shed some light on it,” Amy said, a blush creeping over her cheeks.
    Troy addressed Master Anderson again. “So I must apologize for hating you. It appears there was no cause.”
    Master Anderson shook his head. “Actually, you had a legitimate reason for hating me. I did everything in my power to win her over.” He looked directly at Amy while still speaking to him. “And if I’m completely honest, I’m still in love with her.”
    Amy gasped, tears filling her eyes as she abruptly stood. “If you’ll excuse me,” she murmured, “I have to go to the restroom,” and ran off before Troy could stop her.
    He sat back down, glaring at Master Anderson. “What was the point of that?”
    “I wanted to be open, to lay it all out there so Amy and I could experience the closure we both seek.”
    “Did you honestly think that confession would help any of