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Hawk,” Kel replied. “Perry is up and alert. He remembers losing his sub for the week, and he’s cool with it. Cool enough, anyway. I sort of, um, took the edge off. Problem now is I don’t have a car. Want me to grab a cab?”
    Hawk thought about it. “No, I’ll come get you. Shelby doesn’t have clothes so we’ll need to see if His Highness will allow him to pack a few things.”
    “Shelby? I thought his slave’s name was trey.”
    “That’s what he calls him—trey—one card above the deuce, which is also, as you know, slang for shit. Which is exactly how he treats his slave—one notch above shit.”
    “They practice TPE? That’s whacked, man. I couldn’t handle that.”
    “I wouldn’t want someone who could handle it. I like a little spark in my man, not a rubber doormat. But he’s eye candy, and he’s got a nice mouth. I think we can have some fun with him this week, if we can get used to him eating like a dog on the floor.”
    Kel laughed. “Fuck that, man! You better never get any ideas like that.”
    “I might, you never know. No promises.”
    “Yeah. Get your ass over here and pick me up.”
    “On my way, lover.” Hawk ended the call and returned to the kitchen. The room was clean and Shelby had dressed, and was now kneeling in the corner. “Get up, pup! We’re going for a ride.”
    The sub crawled to the table and fetched his collar and leash with his mouth. He turned to his Dom.
    Hawk roared with laughter and walked past the fool. “Drop it, Fido. Get up and walk. Now.” He got in his truck and waited patiently as Shelby climbed in the other side. The sub didn’t ask where they were going, and he didn’t offer. But as he pulled out onto the highway, he realized he didn’t know where Perry lived. “What’s your address, Shelby?” he finally asked.
    The slave perked up. “Are you taking me home, Sir?”
    He cleared his throat. “What’s the address?”
    Shelby told him, and Hawk drove. Twenty minutes later, he pulled into the driveway of the extravagant house and looked at the sub. “This it?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Let’s go. Pack a bag—enough for six more nights. That was the deal.”
    His face fell. “Yes, Sir.”
    Irritation welled in Hawk’s gut, and for a moment he thought about leaving the nutjob there. A flashback to the previous night changed his mind. He wanted more time with Shelby. He wasn’t sure if he could stand the sub’s meek behavior, yet the idea of gagging him held great appeal. He chuckled as he exited the truck. “Well, come on.” Damn! The kid had to be told everything!
    As they approached the front door, it opened and Kel greeted them. “Morning, handsome.”
    Hawk smiled at his hunky, outspoken partner. They were equals in every way, only Master and slave when they both agreed to role-play. He couldn’t imagine it any other way. “Good morning, babe. How’d you sleep?” He slid an arm around his man’s waist and pressed a kiss to his full lips.
    Kel grinned. “I’ve done worse. You?”
    Hawk shrugged and said softly, “As I mentioned, the kid has potential. He also has papers and a food bowl.”
    “Fuck!” Kel shook his head. “Come in. Perry’s expecting you.” He led them into the house.
    Hawk looked around as they passed through the foyer. Slightly more pretentious than he’d prefer, but it was a nice and obviously very expensive home.
    In what could only be considered a breakfast nook, Carter sat sipping a cup of coffee. He glanced at Hawk warily.
    “Perry,” Hawk acknowledged. “Your sub needs some clothes and things for the week. Is he allowed to go get them?”
    Carter stood. “Of course.” He moved around Hawk and went to Shelby. “Are you okay? Is he treating you all right?”
    “Yes, Sir.” Shelby nodded, and allowed Carter to cuddle him a moment.
    “I guess you’ll be staying the rest of the week, if you’re still okay with that. I’m really sorry, honey.”
    “I understand, Master.”
    Carter gazed into