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Her reprimand was so out of character with the shy woman he’d known up to this point that he could barely contain his amusement. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
They stood there, unmoving, as if waiting for something. If this had been a date then this was when Alexander would have either been kissing her good night or seeing if she wanted to invite him in.
But it wasn’t a date and this was Kurt’s widow. “Good night, Grace.”
“Good night.”
Alexander waited until she unlocked the door and went inside before heading back to his vehicle. He debated for about two seconds before deciding to drive to Serpent’s Kiss. It was still early—only nine thirty—and even though his leg needed rest, something more important drove him. He needed to talk to Beth, and going to her place of business wasn’t an option at this point.
He barely acknowledged Bridget sitting at the coat check as he passed by her to enter the club’s main room. If he was being honest, he barely noticed her. The pain in his leg was getting worse the more he stood on it. He knew he should have gone home and waited to talk to Beth, but he wasn’t willing to wait a week to find out if what he suspected was true.
As he scanned the room looking for Beth, he grew more irritated, both that he didn’t see her and because of his leg. He limped over to the bar, feeling like a man twice his age, and took a seat.
“What can I get you tonight?” Brandon asked.
He wasn’t looking for a drink, but the bartender might be able to help him anyway. “I’m looking for Beth. Is she here tonight?”
“Yeah.” He looked over Alexander’s shoulder. “They were here a few minutes ago to get some waters. I think... there they are,” he said.
Alexander turned. Beth was in a midnight blue corset, a matching thong, and a pair of boots that came halfway up her thigh.
“I think they are heading upstairs to play.”
By the looks of it, Alexander would have to agree. “Thanks.”
Forcing his legs to move, he crossed the room to where she was waiting at the bottom of the staircase. She was facing away from him as he approached, so she didn’t see him until he was almost on top of her.
“I didn’t realize you were here tonight.” She was relaxed and smiling, ready to have some fun with her sub.
“I need to speak to you about something.” His tone must have alerted her something was off because he saw some of her good mood disappear.
Drew chose that moment to come out of the locker room. His feet were bare and all he was wearing was a pair of jeans. He walked up to them and stood beside his mistress.
Beth placed a hand on Drew’s naked chest and met his gaze. “Go upstairs and get into position. I’ll be up in a minute.”
He didn’t move right away, and she gave him a look that let him know it hadn’t been a request.
“Yes, Mistress.”
Once they were alone again, she was all business. “What did you need to talk to me about?”
Alexander needed to sit down, so without saying anything he made his way over to a chair a few feet away.
She followed and took the seat opposite him.
“It’s been a long day and I’m not going to beat around the bush. Does Grace Martin work for you?”
Beth didn’t blink. It was almost as if she’d expected his question. “Yes.”
“You knew she was the woman I was looking for.” He hadn’t meant it to come out as an accusation exactly, but he knew that was the way it sounded.
She nodded. “A few weeks ago you mentioned her name was Grace. And before you’d said she was the widow of an Army friend of yours who’d been killed.”
He took some time for that to sink in, not wanting to lash out at her because of his pain. Besides, if she’d said something to him earlier, would it have really made a difference? If he recalled correctly, Alexander had mentioned Grace’s name to their group of friends at the club only days before he’d gone to see her that first time.
“Grace told me you make sure she eats while she’s at work.”
Beth relaxed the set of her shoulders, but didn’t sit back in her chair. Alexander knew he needed to let her go so she could join her sub.
