The Natural [Answers 3]
Answers 3
The Natural
Dawn Holiday is a confident woman who knows what she wants. The way she walks, talks, and acts proves it. She is totally in control and she’d have it no other way. But always being in control wasn’t making her happy.
Micah London and Wilder and Hunter McCabe have never met anyone like Dawn. She has a presence that could command a room, but she is a contradiction in terms. Always in control but wants to be controlled. It doesn’t take long for her to instill herself into their hearts.
After Dawn reveals the reason she has trouble with being controlled, the men set about teaching her it’s okay to allow someone else to take the lead. They didn’t expect to fall in love with her in the bargain. She didn’t expect to fall in love with them. By the end of the weekend, the four know they are destined to explore the rest of their lives together.
Genre:
Contemporary, Menage a Trois/Quatre
Length:
20,319 words
Answers 3
Christelle Mirin
MENAGE AMOUR
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THE NATURAL
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THE NATURAL
Answers 3
CHRISTELLE MIRIN
Copyright © 2012
Dawn Holiday strode through the front door of Answers Spa, her heels clicking loudly like a staccato back beat to the sound of the wheels of her overnight case rolling on the terra-cotta-toned tile floor of the entry hall.
She slid her sunglasses from her face and tucked them into her large Coach purse, which was slung over her left shoulder. She jerked her head slightly, slinging her blonde tresses back over her shoulder, and held her chin high. Like a woman on a mission, Dawn was hell-bent on getting this weekend retreat started. “Hello?” she called, passing a sitting room on her left and continuing down the hall. “Is anyone here?” She was early, but that was no matter. In her mind, being early was being on time. If she was on time, she was late. That philosophy had served her well in landing the job of executive secretary for one of the moguls on the Strip, even though she was only twenty-five and had little experience. Just because she had inherited more money than she could ever need didn’t mean she didn’t want to have a career. That was why she worked, and she was good at what she did. Dawn was a determined girl, and she was here now at Answers to get some experience in another realm. A sensual one.
A door opened on her right, and a nice-looking, Latino man stepped into the hall. “Can I help you?” he asked, looking up at her.
Dawn stopped and gave him a half-smile. At five foot nine, wearing three-inch heels, she towered over him. “I’m Dawn Holiday, and I’ve got a reservation for this weekend. And you are?”
He wasn’t really short by any means, maybe five foot six or so, but still he had to tilt his head back a bit to meet her eyes. “Welcome, Miss Holiday. I’m Billy Deleon. I’m sorry our regular head of operations isn’t here at the moment, but Adam has the weekend off.” He reached for her hand and brought it to his mouth, kissing it lightly. “I’m very happy to meet you, and I can lead you where you need to go. If you’ll follow me, we’ll get you settled right in for your weekend retreat. Here, let me take your case.” He reached for the handle of her overnight bag and drew it toward him.
She tilted her head slightly. “Will you be one of my counselors, Mister Deleon?” He wasn’t really her type, but he was interesting. Dark hair and dark eyes, his skin was the color of creamy coffee. He would be a delightful difference if she spent any quality time with him.
His dark eyes glittered. “I’m afraid not, Miss Holiday. I’m not scheduled for your sessions, but I assure you, the counselors who are assigned to you will be very knowledgeable. Come, we will get you started.” He turned and walked down the hall, beckoning to her while he looked over his shoulder.
Dawn ran a hand down her powder-blue skirt then shifted her purse on her shoulder and followed him deeper into the building. “How large is this complex?” she asked when they turned left and entered another hallway. She thought she saw at least six doors that would open off this hall.
Billy Deleon turned right, leading her into yet another hall. “It is quite large. We’ve recently added on to the complex due to the increase in clientele. We can accommodate twelve clients at any one time, and we have multiple areas for counseling sessions. Here we are,” he said, stopping in front of a set of double doors on her left.
When he opened the doors and stepped inside, Dawn smiled. She entered the suite, glad she had booked one of the more expensive ones. It was beautiful and would suit her perfectly. “Very good,” she said, walking into the suite with long strides. She dropped her purse on the table that sat against the back of a long, pure white couch. She moved toward the floor-to-ceiling windows directly across from the couch and looked out at the barren desert beyond. “You said you could accommodate up to twelve clients, but I didn’t see anyone else when I arrived or while you were bringing me to my room. Am I the only one here?” She turned to look at him, crossing her arms beneath her breasts.
He rolled her case into the room and moved toward a doorway on her left. “No, we have others here. Most of our clientele like to enjoy seclusion during their stay. With what we do here, I’m sure you understand the need for privacy.” He nodded at her and gave her a cheeky wink. “I’ll just place this in your room for you. Please, make yourself at home.” Then he ducked through the doorway into the other room.
Dawn sighed and looked around the room while she waited for him to return. She figured the room he had disappeared into was the bedroom. She was standing in the living room and noted an open doorway on her left and also a door that was closed. She walked toward the open doorway and peeked into a small kitchen. There was a table that seated two and a fridge, stove, and dishwasher. It would do for a weekend, but she wasn’t planning on doing any cooking. She moved to the closed door, wondering what could be behind it. She tried the doorknob, but it was locked. Frowning, she couldn’t fathom any reason for them to lock her out of one of the rooms she had rented.
“I’m sorry, but you’ll need to talk to your counselors before you enter that particular room,” Billy said, coming back into the living room.
She turned toward him. “Why? Is there something behind it I’m not allowed to see?”
“You will be able to use the room, but there’s a certain process we have to go through before you are given full use of the suite.” He clasped his hands together at his waist. “I’ll ring up Hunter and Wilder and have them come by, and they can explain it to you.” He moved toward the entrance doors. “Until then, please help yourself to anything in the suite. The refrigerator is fully stocked if you’re thirsty or hungry. The twins will be along soon.”
“Twins?”
Billy hesitated, the door open for him to leave. “Yes. Hunter and Wilder are twins. Identical twins.” He smiled widely at her. “I’m sure you’ll enjoy meeting them.” With a nod, he left, closing the door behind him.
“Hmm, twins. This should be interesting.” She flipped her hair over her shoulder and headed for the kitchen. Hopefully there was something a little stronger than water or soda in the fridge. It was only four in the afternoon, but she could use a sip of something to get her heart up to speed.
* * * *
Hunter and Wilder sat at Hunter’s desk, going over the questionnaire Dawn Holiday had filled out.
“How do you think we should approach this?” Wilder asked, leaning back in the chair on the other side of the desk. He parked his ankle on the opposite knee. “Should we go in like we own the place or play it safe and wait for some signal from her before we proceed?”
Hunter closed the file on Dawn Holiday and placed his hands on top of it. “I’m not sure. According to her record, she is only interested in learning about bondage and learning to be submissive. I don’t know why or if there is anything in her background that caused her to want to do this, so I think the best route would be to watch for a sign from her on how to begin.”
Billy opened the office door and stepped in.
Hunter nodded at him and continued, “If she is shy, we’ll have to tread lightly.”