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have only considered it, never having actually participated in BDSM. I want someone experienced so it’s more like a tenth, which makes my odds of finding a good Dom, marrying and having the family I want before my eggs turn to dust is much, much worse. A pathetic 0.26% by my calculations.” Out of breath after her diatribe, she leaned against the wall, here head falling back with a thump. With tear-filled eyes, she rolled her head and looked at her friend. “How the hell am I supposed to find Master Less-Than-One-In-A-Hundred, Em? And if I do, how do I know he won’t turn out to be another Vaughn Steros?”
    “Oh, honey.”
    “Maybe I should forget about love altogether and get a cat, or ten.”
    “You’re upset. Don’t go to San Antonio. Come have dinner with me and David instead.”
    Livvy considered it, sorely tempted, but if she didn’t go, she’d always wonder. What if this was the night her true Dom was there and she missed him?
    “I’m going.” She pushed off from the wall and whirled, rushing to the door. She held up her damaged nail, aiming it back at Emma.
    “Olivia Wright,” Emma demanded, hands on her hips. “Did you just flip me off?”
    “Sorry, inadvertent bird,” she called over her shoulder while beeping her auto locks. “I’ve gotta hurry. I’ve got to add nail repair to my long list of things to do before I hit the road.” As she climbed in, she grinned up at Emma who had followed her all the way to the lot and now stood in her open car door. “Wish me luck. If I make it by nine, it will be a miracle.”
    “Be careful,” Emma urged as she leaned in to give Livvy a quick hug, “both on the road and at the club. Remember, you have a safeword and don’t take any shit from any of those drill sergeant Doms. You’re in control, not them.” She winked. “Unless they’re as hot as they say and you really want them to drill you, that is.”
    “Emma!” She groaned as she rolled her eyes, then gave a soft laugh. “You know, I have a feeling that something is going to happen tonight. I’m not exactly sure what, but I’ll be in a new city, a new club, and with new people. This may very well be my last shot. I’m going to take it by putting myself out there.
    “As gorgeous as you are, you’re going to rock their world.” She stepped back and let Livvy slam her door shut. Then, clearly feeling the need to say more, she rapped on her window. As soon as it was unrolled, she started in again. “Call me for a safety check when you get there and when you’re ready to head home.”
    “Yes, Mom,” she called and with a wave, started the ignition.
    Despite her bluster with Emma just now, she was a nervous wreck. As Livvy put her car in gear, she wondered where she would get her new cat.

Chapter Three
     
     
    When she arrived at 8:59, the line was out the door. Thirty minutes later, she at long last made it into the lobby. When she was next in line to register, a man in black entered the lobby and quietly surveyed the scene. Livvy had to concentrate on not gaping at the sheer beauty of the man. He was built, the muscles of his massive chest, shoulders and biceps testing the quality of the stitching in his black silk shirt and he had the most spectacular sky blue eyes, which flicked over the line of women briefly. Fluidly, which was impressive for a man of his size, he crossed to the main doors and addressed the women still waiting outside on the steps.
    “Ladies,” he began, his voice as creamy and smooth as the finest Belgian chocolate, rich enough to make her mouth water. “Regrettably, we are at capacity.” Grumbles of disappointment greeted his announcement. “To make it up to you, I have VIP vouchers for two weeks from now. Arrive by eight and you are guaranteed admittance and a table in the lounge.”
    A moment later, he stood beside Livvy at the high desk. He laid his large hand with its long, broad fingers and carefully manicured nails flat on the gleaming mahogany top as