The Sub Who Switched [Doms and Acquaintances 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read Online Free PDF Page A

are when you get excited about something,” he groaned.
    Taking hold of Ellie’s arm and walking toward the entrance door with her, Rebecca declared loudly, “It’s nice to see you so happy. You’ve been so down in recent months.”
    It was Ellie’s turn to grimace. “Well, having friends around me who are all getting married and producing babies, after finding the loves of their lives, has a lot to do with it I’d say.”
    “So Nick isn’t going to be Mr. Right for you, then?” Rebecca asked slyly.
    “Nick! Hardly. Why on earth did you raise his name?”
    “Maybe because I know he likes you.”
    “Sure, like a dog loves his mistress. Now shut up about him. I want to enjoy myself.” It had been a couple of weeks since Nick had cornered her in the gallery and she had given him a brutal put down. Despite this, she didn’t fail to notice the look Rebecca then gave Jon over her shoulder. Ellie stopped to turn and glare suspiciously at her brother, before staring back at Rebecca. That look they had given each other worried her. “What?”
    Jon pushed her shoulders to enter the club. “Come on, Titch. Only you could be late for your own party.”
    Not entirely happy that something wasn’t going on, that thought went out of her head when she spied Ben and Kat already at a table in the corner of a side room with a view of the action taking place. She hurried over and greeted them, flinging off her jacket quickly in her hurry to sit down. Laying her arms along the back of the chair, she turned to watch the proceedings in the room, which seemed to include a shibari demonstration, the art of bondage. Ellie saw that the woman on stage was having a long length of rope wrapped around her body. Every now and then the person doing the wrapping would tie an elaborate knot under the breasts, around the waist, and so on before continuing.
    She was so absorbed, she didn’t notice when Matt and Lissa arrived until they stood before her, looking totally bemused. “Shit, Ellie. I knew you were interested in this stuff, but are you girls safe here?” asked a worried Matt, pulling his wife closer to him protectively as he looked around him, concerned. Lissa didn’t seem too worried, just fascinated by all the goings-on around her if the look on her face was anything to do by. She was the sort of person who took everything in silently.
    Ellie encouraged them to sit, partly because she didn’t want them blocking her view. “Shame Gina and Dan can’t be here, but their honeymoon does take some precedence, I guess,” she joked, referring to another couple in her group of friends.
    “I also guess Jessie isn’t here tonight, what with having a baby now.” Lissa referred to the last of the Champagne Friday girls.
    “Actually Jessie was going to come and leave Catherine with Sam, but she came down with a bad cold. Jessie, not Catherine. She sounded very annoyed over the phone in between her sneezes,” Ellie said, laughing.
    “Jessie’s a lot less shy these days, but I can’t quite see her in a place like this,” argued Matt.
    “Rubbish. She would have loved it,” declared Ellie. She always wanted everyone to love what she did, and things like BDSM, which took place in this club, was what she loved. She found the whole lifestyle fascinating, and, ignoring the slightly patronizing looks of her friends, she continued to look around at what was going on. As her gaze moved toward the entrance, she did a double take.
    Quickly turning back to her friends, having previously turned her chair away from the table to view the action better, she closed her eyes briefly in resignation and groaned. “Please tell me I am seeing things.”
    “What?” Kat, who was sitting next to her, turned her head to peer over her shoulder. “Oh, it’s just Nick.”
    “Yes, I know it’s ‘just Nick.’ I was hoping you were going to tell me I was mistaken.” She leaned forward, resting her forehead in her hands, her elbows on the