Chapter 62 - 62

She sighed and nodded, knowing I was right.

"I'll talk to him tonight when we go to the club. Jordan really doesn't want me to go yet I refuse to let him leave me behind.”

"Ooh, ooh, I wanna go!" I said excitedly.

I was anxious to get more familiar with the place knowing Reed was going to want to take me there one of these days.

Lizzie looked hesitant for a moment. "I'm not really sure that's a good idea that you go there without Reed."

"Oh please, please Lizzie," I begged putting on my best puppy dog face, "Reed isn't going to be home until late tonight and I'll be just sitting around looking at the clock. I promise I'll do whatever Jordan tells me to do and I'll be a good girl, I won't even drink, please. Let's call it research."

Lizzie sighed and I knew I had won despite the fact she did not want to. She was unable to resist the power of my puppy dog face.

"I'll talk to Jordan about it tonight. But if he says no-"

I nodded and put my best innocent girl's face on. "I promise I'll never ask again."

"Good," she said nodding in satisfaction.

"By the way, did you ask Jordan to have me over to breakfast before or after you called me?" I said slyly.

"Before. Believe me, I did not want another 'lecture' as I like to call them," she said and gave a delicate shudder.

I raised my eyebrow at her in disbelief. The all too innocent look on her face gave her away and we dissolved into peals of laughter that brought Mrs. Lichten out of the kitchen.

I saw the twinkle in her eye that Lizzie had talked about. Despite all of their arguments and her muttering, I knew she actually did approve of Lizzie and that made me warm to her.

We finished our breakfast doing the best we could to make as much noise as we could to cause Mrs. Lichten to give us nasty looks and we had just hit our 25th nasty look when Jordan reappeared.

He dutifully informed me that it was time for me to leave so Lizzie could get some rest and that he was going to drive me home. Once again, the ride went by in silence by his choice not mine this time and I didn't push it. Lizzie was right; there was something up with Jordan and I was worried for Lizzie's sake, I just hoped that it would all come to light soon.

Lizzie got a hold of me around noon after what was apparently a long chat with Jordan.

"Okay, you're in but Jordan has a few conditions that I'll let him tell you about once he gets on the phone. I'd just like to go on record and say I protest this violently and if anything happens to you, I'll kick your ass," she warned me in a tone that was a very good replica of Jordan's.

I pumped my fist in the air. "Yes ma'am. Whatever you say, ma'am."

I could hear her still grumbling as she handed the phone to Jordan.

"Rule number one: you only observe, you are not to participate with anyone," he started immediately without any greeting.

"Of course," I agreed easily.

"Rule number two: You stay at the bar in plain sight the entire time. I want to be able to glance up and know where you are."

I agreed with that one as well it was nice to know someone was going to keep an eye on me, this time.

"Rule number three: You do not drink anything before we head there and since there is a maximum on how much you drink while you are there and I will not worry about you getting too drunk."

I looked at the phone. I wondered if he was serious about that since we had been plowed the last time we were there and when I mentioned that to him, he scoffed.

"Yes and if you hadn't gotten hurt I would have made you guys go home. We don't allow drunks in this place, hon. it's not safe for our subs or our Doms. Follow these rules and you may come with us tonight which is a good thing. There is someone very special I want you and Lizzie to meet."

He sounded excited despite having pretty much just lectured me.

"I'm very excited. Thank you, Sir!" I said.

I found I was very proud of myself for remembering to call him Sir, my manners being undeterred by my elation about getting to go tonight.

"You're very welcome, Mia. Did you need a new outfit? I know Lizzie's going shopping and like last time I'd be more than willing to offer my expertise on it," he said slyly.

I flushed thinking about what had happened last time Lizzie and I had gone to Divine servitude.

"No, I'll wear the one I bought last time. It'll be fine," I assured him in a mumble.

After confirming the time that they were going to pick me up I hung up and felt triumphant. I knew Jordan would be alright with me just observing and I had no intention of doing anything with anyone else, especially with a Dom I didn't even know.

I went and pulled out the clothes I had bought which I had buried in the back of my closet certain there was no reason for me to wear them again. Now I laid them on the bed excited to be able to wear them and to be going to the club again, hopeful that this time would turn out better than last time.

I had just gotten out of the shower and put on my bathrobe so I could get ready to do my hair when the doorbell rang. I raced to the front door hoping that it wasn't Lizzie insisting on taking me shopping, as I was in no way ready to leave. I was relieved when I saw it was a delivery guy holding a giant package.

"Yes?" I asked curiously as I had not ordered anything in months.

"Mia Johnson?" he asked looking me up and down.

"Yes?"

"I have a package for you from Mr. Callaghan he asked me to deliver it immediately," he said.

My mouth dropped as I wondered what exactly Reed had sent to me today.

"He said if I got it there in an hour he'd give me a big tip too," The delivery guy said with a wink.