Their Ruthless Sadist by Nicole Edwards

Author:Nicole Edwards [Edwards, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07DNSXVFY
Publisher: Nicole Edwards Limited
Published: 2018-09-04T00:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

ZEKE

Friday, October 19

“THIS IS A FIRST,” JAMIE said when I walked into the diner that morning. She was already sitting at our favorite table, sipping apple juice. “I was surprised to get the text last night.”

In an effort to avoid her feeling the stress that was a living, breathing thing inside my house, I had shot Jamie a text last night letting her know I had an early meeting and that I would meet her at the diner. While I could’ve forgone breakfast altogether, I hadn’t wanted to miss the opportunity to spend time with her. There were too many excuses one could come up with not to spend time with those they loved. I wasn’t about to make up one at this point.

“Sorry,” I said as I took a seat across from her. “Busy at work. Got a day full of interviews.”

Jamie stared back at me and it was obvious she didn’t buy my bullshit.

“Or you didn’t want me to have a chance to talk to your toys,” she stated, her tone curious but not quite questioning.

I kept my expression masked. The last thing I wanted was for Jamie to worry about me. She might’ve been my kid sister, but I knew she worried about me as much as I worried about her. And after the debacle with my ex four years ago, she was always touchy when she thought I might be getting close to someone.

Not that I had. Not before the fuck toys and not now.

“So, how’s school?” I asked after the waitress had delivered my coffee and confirmed my order.

“Good.”

Of course it was.

“I have a question for you,” she finally stated after a few minutes of strained silence.

“What’s that?”

“Have you ever wondered why someone would need the pain you dish out?”

Okay. Wow. If she’d meant to shock me, she certainly achieved her goal. I frowned as I sipped my coffee. To be honest, I hadn’t thought Jamie knew all that much about my … kink. Sure, she knew I went to clubs, and she knew I was into BDSM, but I hadn’t been aware that she knew of my desire to hurt people.

“And I’m not being judgmental, Zeke,” she clarified. “I don’t think there’s anything wrong with your sadistic side.”

“Is that the psychologist speaking? Or my sister?”

“Both,” she said with a grin. “And yes, I’ve wondered what makes you tick. Why you get pleasure from … doing what you do.”

At least she was mindful of the others around us. Not everyone was okay with hearing that someone wanted to beat on someone else. I’d had people accuse me of being abusive but that wasn’t the case. I didn’t go around hitting people for the hell of it. And I never hit someone out of anger. Never.

“But I’m even more curious as to why someone would need it from you.” There wasn’t any accusation in her tone or her gaze. “Are people born that way? Or does their past mold them, make them desire it?”

I took another sip of my coffee.

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