“I’m so using that in a book. I’m sure Kai would describe it in more technical, psychological terms. He’s the resident shrink. If you had been coming into Sanctum and not a private party, you would have to be cleared by Kai first. Everyone in the club gets to meet with Kai to make sure they’re here for the right reasons.”
Ally felt her jaw drop. “He’s a shrink? The dude with the whip?”
“Yep. His specialty is PTSD in war vets.”
Macon had mentioned a Kai. He’d talked about seeing him. It was a freaky world where the guy with the whip was helping everyone else with their sanity situations.
But then again, maybe it was a freaky world period.
“Hey, Serena, where’s the vacuum? I’ve got the living room back to normal. It just needs a sweep.” Speak of the devil. Kai Ferguson was standing in the kitchen wearing a perfectly normal pair of jeans and a T-shirt that hugged his lean frame. His sandy blond hair was pulled back in a queue and he had a pair of glasses on that did nothing to hide his hotness factor. He smiled her way and it was an open, honest smile that looked nothing like the gleam of sadistic glee in his eyes from earlier in the evening. “Hi. You’re Macon’s girl, Ally, right?”
Being called Macon’s girl kind of made her beam inside. She held a hand out. “Allyson Jones.”
“Kai Ferguson. I’ve been hoping to meet you.” He took her hand and shook it before stepping back. “I’ll talk to Macon about setting up an appointment.”
“What? Why?” She had to admit that he still scared her a bit.
“This was a private party. Didn’t Macon explain?”
“Macon is going slow with the new girl,” Macon said as he walked in. He looked at Kai. “Macon is trying not to scare the new girl off.”
Kai put a hand up. “Hey, I’m only doing my job. You know she can’t come to Sanctum without my clearance. Oh, Sanctum might move around from house to house right now, but the rules are the same. I know Big Tag will probably tell me to clear her because you’re the almighty pie maker, but it’s best if we all follow the rules.”
“She doesn’t even know if any of this stuff is for her yet,” Macon argued.
Kai turned his gaze her way. “Did any of the scenes sexually arouse you?”
She felt her whole face go hot.
“Dude,” Macon protested.
Kai shook his head, obviously unwilling to concede his point. “Well, if she can’t even talk about sex then she probably has no place in a sex club. I’m not trying to be a dick, but I do have to decide if she belongs here. People come to Sanctum for a judgment-free place to indulge their personalities and their kinks. I watched her tonight. She seemed a bit on edge, like she was disturbed. I wasn’t the only one who noticed.”
Humiliation swept through her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make anyone uncomfortable.”
Serena moved to her side. “You didn’t, sweetie.”
“She did,” Kai said matter of factly. “I was actually surprised that this was the girl who flashed an entire waiting room. When they described you to me, I kind of thought you’d be a free spirit.”
“Kai, don’t,” Macon warned. “I know what you’re doing.”
“Then you should know I’m helping.”
It didn’t feel like he was helping. “That was impulsive.” And it had felt good. Why couldn’t she talk about it? Why was her sexuality less important than everyone else’s? Kai “Dexter” Ferguson was kind of making her mad, and that made her want to answer his question. “And yes, I did get sexually aroused and yes, some of it was disturbing and it still aroused me.”
Kai’s smile was so wide, it lit up his whole face. “See, there you go. Now you know you’ve got some kink in you. Everyone does. Most people simply don’t acknowledge it. What disturbed you? I know I did.”
Damn him. He’d known what he was doing, but it seemed stubborn not to talk now. “The violence bothered me because of some things that happened when I was a kid.”
“All right. That’s a trigger for you. You can either avoid even watching scenes like that or we can work on it. The good news is Macon’s not that kind of a top. He’s a very indulgent top. I doubt he even truly enjoys spanking a woman.”
“I totally like spanking a woman and when the hell did this turn into a therapy session?”