HIS SUB’S SUBMISSIVE
Club Esoteria
Cooper McKenzie
MENAGE AMOUR
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IMPRINT: Ménage Amour
HIS SUB’S SUBMISSIVE
Copyright © 2010 by Cooper McKenzie
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Letter from Cooper McKenzie
Regarding Ebook Piracy
Dear Readers,
I love writing my books and interacting with you, my readers. I love imagining and creating the worlds and characters and situations found in my books. Writing is also my job and I work hard at it.
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Please respect my hard work and creativity and do not pirate my ebooks.
With deep gratitude,
Cooper McKenzie
DEDICATION
To all who believe in happily ever afters
HIS SUB’S SUBMISSIVE
Club Esoteria
COOPER MCKENZIE
Copyright © 2010
Prologue
“Hi, what can I get you this morning?” Sloan Newman didn’t look at her customers as she approached their table. Not until they didn’t respond to her greeting. Glancing up, she groaned silently but forced her smile to remain in place. “It’s awful early for you to be up and about on a Monday morning, isn’t it? What’s going on?” Crossing her arms, she waited as the threesome looked her over in horrified amazement.
She knew what they saw. The worn black jeans she’d picked up from the thrift store were two sizes smaller than the last time they’d seen her a month earlier. Her sneakers were nearly worn out, and the left one had strawberry jelly on the toe. Her black T-shirt was brand new and bore The Java Stop logo.
Their sharp gazes would also notice her hair was long past due for a trim and her last manicure had been more than a month ago. She really needed to find time to remove what little polish still remained. They would also see the exhaustion in her eyes and the stress knotting both her shoulders and her jaw.
“I think the real question is what the hell are you doing here?” Jenna Carter, Sloan’s cousin, answered with her own inquiry.
“I’m working,” Sloan answered as her face grew warm with embarrassment.
The Java Stop wasn’t in the best part of town, but they’d needed a waitress at the same moment she needed the job. They didn’t even mind if she pulled out a notebook and wrote during slack times. She couldn’t brag about the pay, but it brought in almost enough to cover what she was no longer earning from her other job as a self-employed medical transcriptionist.
“Your cell phone’s been disconnected,” Taurus Green, her other cousin, pointed out. His voice was soft, but carried an unmistakable thread of steel. Anger followed instantly by concern flashed in his eyes when she looked into them. Then he blinked and the emotion was gone, pushed down and locked away under his famous control.
Uh oh, not a good sign. Taurus always maintained control. Always. Jenna did, too, but right now one long, burgundy fingernail tapped steadily on the menu. Even Antony, Jenna’s mate/slave, stroking her arm wasn’t calming her. Sloan had seen his touch soothe her when nothing else could.
Yep, Sloan was in trouble. She wanted to ask how they’d found her, but she knew. Mrs. Nicholas, who lived in the other half of the duplex where she rented, no doubt had been happy to spread a little gossip.
“Sloan? Why is your cell phone disconnected? Why are you working here?” Taurus prompted.
Closing her eyes, Sloan took a deep breath. Then she blinked against the tears that blurred her
