Make Me Stay
not why you think. Martin is my—” She stopped to rephrase. “He was my Master, and I still treat him with the respect he deserves.”
    “I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I’m not into it. You want to serve him, go right ahead.”
    “Cade, let me explain.”
    “Forget it. I was never going to be the Dom you needed anyway. I’d never be him.” He turned and walked out, slamming the door behind him.
    “No!” Gracie chased after him, but Martin grabbed her arm. “I have to go after him and make him understand.”
    “He’s angry,” Martin said. “I’ll go.”
    “No.” Gracie swallowed hard because she’d never told Martin no before.
    He arched a brow at her, and she quickly lowered her eyes. “I’ll make him see.”
    She nodded and whispered, “Please.”
    * * * *
    Cade stormed down the steps and to his car. What the hell was she doing to him? What kind of games was she into? Bringing another man here and serving him. Cade had come to apologize for his behavior, but now he was just disgusted.
    “Mr. Jameson.”
    Cade turned to see Martin coming down the steps after him.
    “Save it,” Cade said. “I don’t care.”
    “I don’t believe that’s true or else you wouldn’t be this upset.” Martin stood directly in front of him. He was a tall, imposing individual. Cade could see why he was the bad-ass Dom. “I’d like to speak to you.”
    “I’ve got nothing to say to you.” That wasn’t entirely true. Cade had a shitload to tell him but this was Gracie’s life. If she was into Martin’s kind of kink, then more power to her. She wasn’t his problem anymore.
    “Then I’ll talk and you’ll listen.”
    Cade rolled his eyes and smugly smiled. “In case you haven’t heard, I’m not submissive.”
    “So I’m told,” Martin said.
    “What do you want?”
    “I’d do anything for that woman.” He pointed to the house. “She came back to this town with a whole lot of hope in her heart, against my better judgment.”
    “I didn’t ask her to come back to me.” Cade was angry and hurt. But no matter how humiliated he felt over walking in on Gracie and this guy, he wasn’t sorry she’d come back to him. The past few weeks had been the best of his life. His stomach churned when he thought it might all be over.
    “Maybe you should start seeing her for the gift she is. Do you know how I met her?”
    “In a club in the city,” Cade said. “She told me some things, but not everything.”
    “Some things are hers to keep.”
    “I guess.” Cade shrugged. He wanted to know everything there was to know about Gracie. Good or bad.
    “She was scared and alone when she came to my club. She was talking to a few of the Doms and I overheard her telling them she wanted to learn about the lifestyle. She had no idea the world she was stepping into. She was young, inexperienced, and beautiful. The more time she spent talking, the more men were drawn to her. They were like sharks circling, and I knew not all of them were as proper as they appeared.”
    “So you snapped her up for yourself? How proper of you. What’s your age difference?” The more Cade learned about what Gracie had put herself through the angrier he became with himself.
    “I’m twenty years older than she is, but age doesn’t matter. She’s mature beyond her years. She’s been through so much in her short twenty-four years.”
    “And it didn’t occur to you to leave her alone?” Cade didn’t understand what this man’s motivation was.
    “The same way you did? She’s just lucky she ended up with me. I would never hurt her. I can’t say the same for some other Doms I’ve encountered.”
    “So you’re her savior?”
    “I’m not the enemy. I sent her back to you when I thought she was ready and not a moment sooner.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “Didn’t it strike you as odd that your PI said she couldn’t be found? She didn’t change her name, she was enrolled in school, and the address

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