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assistant.
    Brendon quietly leaned
against the doorframe, watching Ryan move fluidly around the kitchen, setting
everything up, lighting candles and checking his favorite dish of beef
stroganoff.
    Brendon frowned when
he saw Ryan pause to rub his temple in obvious discomfort. Ryan reached up to
the medicine cabinet and pulled out a box of over the counter pain pills.
Ryan’s hands trembled as he hastily popped the pills from their packet,
swallowing them down with a swig of wine.
    “Another
headache?”
    Ryan startled, swung
around as guilt flushed his face. Brendon raised a curious eyebrow.
    “Yes, sorry, I don’t
want to spoil this evening, Master. It’s nothing to worry about. The Panadol will help.”
    Ryan diverted his
gaze, moving to stir the pot on the stove. Concerned for Ryan’s health, Brendon
moved in and laid his hand over Ryan’s forehead. It hadn’t escaped his notice
that Ryan’s headaches had increased over the past month.
    “You’re running hot. Are
you okay?”
    “Yes, Master, maybe
the start of a little cold, but I’m fine. I’m more worried about tonight and
Jay.”
    Brendon knew he should
push the subject. “If you don’t feel any better by morning, I want you to see a
doctor.” His tone gave no leeway for argument.
    Ryan turned and looked
him, directly in his eyes. “Yes, Master.”
    Ryan poured him a
glass of wine and Brendon took it from his hands, before sitting down.
    “What made you hatch
this little plan with Jay?” Brendon sipped the smooth burgundy liquid, enjoying
the full-bodied aroma, as it ran over his tongue.
    “She’s been unhappy
for such a long time. It didn’t seem fair to rub what we have in her face, all
the time, although she would never admit to it.”
    “I did notice her
self-image issue. I’ll never understand why beauties, like her, can feel so
unworthy.”
    “Not entirely her
fault. Her family is no help, when it comes to her self-esteem; her mother
bitches constantly about her weight, and Jay has two younger, thinner sisters. Both of whom her mother dotes on.”
    “She mentioned a
boyfriend, a while back?”
    “Asshole, Ben.” Ryan
shook his shaggy sandy-brown mane.
    “That
bad?”
    “He tore her heart
out, brought her so fu—so low.”
    Brendon smiled, Ryan
remembering not to swear for a second time.
    “Jay is beautiful
inside and out, but she needs someone, other than me, to help her see that. Not
to mention, she is even more submissive than me.”
    Brendon saw the ghost
of a smile on Ryan’s face, as he bent to pull out the scalloped potatoes.
    “So
why me? I know you know a few Doms who would take her, train
her, help her to shine.” Not that Brendon wanted to let her go now.
    “I don’t trust anyone
other than you, and she trusts me. And, more than anything…”
    Ryan placed the hot
dish down, swept off the mitts, laying them on the bench, and moved towards
Brendon, gracefully folding to his knees, gazing up at him with utter love and
trust, which twisted at Brendon’s heart.
    “…I want my Master and
Jay to be happy.”
    “I already have so
much joy to be loved by you. Are you sure this is what Jay wants, what she
needs?”
    “I would bet my very
life on it.” Ryan’s tone was suddenly serious, and something else swirled in
his sub’s hazel eyes. Something he couldn’t pinpoint.
    “You always do wear
your heart on your sleeve.” He brushed the side of Ryan’s face, and the younger
man leant into his touch. How he loved Ryan. Did he have room in his heart for
another? Ryan was right. Jay was beautiful, and he did want to help her. “The
question is, are you happy about this? Seeing me with her? Having to share?”
    Ryan smiled up at him.
“I love you, and I love Jay; it’s not sharing when the mix is so perfect. I
wouldn’t have thought it up if I didn’t want it.”
    He couldn’t see the
downside to having her, other than it may get a little crowded in the shower.
He couldn’t help the smile splitting his face.