Chapter 11   Eyes on Me

Ashton

I sighed softly, leaning back against the huge tree a safe distance from everyone else in the park. I value these moments, savor them knowing they never last long. I long for moments like these where I'm alone with my thoughts and don't have to worry about talking to others. Not that I dislike talking to people, just that I dislike the thought of having to talk to people. It seems no one values silence anymore, no one values peace and quiet. People think a conversation must be going on or 'it's awkward'. I find that strange, I like being able to sit with someone in silence and be comfortable. Sadly, none of my friends share the feeling. Well, Payton does. He's shy and most often quiet. Usually when I look at him it looks like he's lost in his own thoughts. I do find it humorous because when he sees me observing him he blushes like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't be. He, Tommy and Lane were my first friends at CSU. Tommy is really outgoing and friendly; the two seem to complement each other and since he's used to Payton, he knows not to push conversation on me and he knows I don't need to hear chatter just to fill the silence.

I guess it's the same with me and Chris, my best friend. Well, best friend after Sean but he's another story. When Chris is in a hyper mood he often crosses the line from outgoing to obnoxious, but most of the time he's pretty entertaining and I do sometimes, very rarely, find myself missing his company when I'm alone. Sometimes I even need space from Chris though and we've been friends long enough that he knows when to leave me alone. Lane is something else altogether. He's like a force of nature, sometimes calm, sometimes turbulent, crazy, but charming, you couldn't help but like him. People are just drawn to him, he can work a room like a maestro. Luckily he can tell when someone has had enough 'Lane' for the day and he either heads off or if he's in a mood, he'll be even louder and talk more.

Another sigh escapes me causing a cloud of fog to appear as I lift my head, gazing at the cloudy sky. Even though the clouds cover the sun, which is high in the sky, it still shines brightly making me squint and I have to look away as my eyes begin to burn after a few silent seconds. Laughter drifts into my ears and I look over towards the sound. A smile tugs at my lips when I spot a young boy, probably around 6 or so throwing snowballs at his father who pretends to miss when he throws back his own. My eyes drift around the park, spotting young couples playing in the snow, building snowmen, people jogging around the shoveled paths and some walking their dogs that are bundled up in their own doggie coats. Yet, not one person is alone.

Why? Why does everyone have to be with someone to be happy? I look down at the spot next to me, empty like usual. It's not a bad or upsetting feeling being alone so why do people make it seem as if it's so horrible? I think I'll never truly know the answer and it causes a frown to tug at my lips. I don't like the unknown, it makes me uncomfortable. The buzzing of my phone rouses me from my thoughts and I seriously contemplate letting the call to go voicemail. Give me another half hour please, I beg silently as my phone continues vibrating in my pocket. Soon, it stops and I close my eyes with a happy sigh while resting my head on the rough bark of the tree. The joy is cut short when my phone starts up again and I admit defeat before pulling it out of my pocket. Chris' name flashes across the screen making me frown. What do you want now Christopher? I think while hitting the accept button.

"Hello?" I answer softly even if my voice is slightly on the deeper side.

"Ashton! Why didn't you pick up the phone?" He complains loudly making me sigh silently.

"If I didn't pick up the phone, we wouldn't be talking at this moment would we?" I ask while standing up. My peaceful alone time has been ruined and reality is crashing back down on me, that and my ass is wet from sitting in the snow.

"Whatever, you're going to the club tonight," he states rather forcefully making me frown since he didn't ask.

"And if I say no?" I question while passing by the father and son who are now packing up it seems.

"If you say no I'll make sure you regret it. Go get laid, find a Dom and have some damn fun!" He says exactly what I knew he would.

"I guess I don't really have a choice then do I," I mumble knowing there is no point in trying to fight it, if Chris wants something done he'll get it done even if he's out of town. It's no wonder the boy hasn't found a Dom. He's too bossy.

"Nope, so you better be getting there. I'll know if you don't go. Just because I'm not there doesn't mean you can bail out, I have spies everywhere..." He rambles on and on as I reach my car and climb in. The only thing I don't like about this time of year is not being able to ride my bike, the roads get too slippery and other drivers get too stupid. Well drivers are stupid year round and it's just not worth the risk to my bike that's already had a hard blow this year.

After he continues rambling for what seems like hours, he abruptly hangs up since his flight is being called. It must be nice to be going away for the holidays. I could have gone home if my parents were actually there. They've decided to travel this past year and sadly, couldn't make it back in time for Christmas. I could have still gone home to my grandparents house but I decided to stay here. It only makes me feel remotely better knowing that Tommy, Payton and Tai aren't going home for the holidays either. Lane, he's lucky his family is here in Chicago. Well I assume they are, the only family I know of his is his cousin Denny. Master Matthias now too since they've gotten very serious very fast.

I make it back to the dorms later than I usually would, the weather slowing everything down and people leaving for holidays making it even slower. Unlocking my door I step into my empty room, nothing new. My roommate is never here really, always at his girlfriend's place. I don't understand why he's still paying for the dorm. He should just move in with his girlfriend. I could use a room all to myself, the peace and quiet would be amazing along with the extra space. This dorm room is the size of my sister's closet back home and that's saying something because she had the smallest room in the house. I'd never bring it up to him about moving out though, that'd be very rude to suggest.

Sitting on the edge of the small twin size bed that honestly doesn't fit my 5'10 height I toe off my snow covered boots and pull off my wet clothes before I lie down. It's still pretty early to go to the club or to even get ready. I don't even know why I'm going. Obviously I'm interested in the lifestyle but clubs are not my scene, they're too crowded, too packed and too noisy. Besides, Chris isn't here and he's the one I usually go with when he's able to drag me out of my dorm. Of course Tommy, Payton, Tai and Lane are good friends but Chris is my closest friend out of them all and the one I feel most comfortable around. We've been hanging around since grade school and when his parents moved to Arizona the last year of high school, he lived with us to finish out his senior year. He helped me pick up the pieces after...I shake my head not wanted those thoughts to reappear again. The past is the past.

Lane is very...Lane-ish. He's loud, cocky, confident and loud. Did I say that already? Yes, well it's true. I don't think I've ever met anyone as confident and cocky as the man named Lane Wilder, his name is very fitting. It's no surprise he has Master Matthias' complete attention and affection, love really. They're both perfect for each other. Master Matthias scares the living hell out of me honestly. He's so...big and cold, blank. I've never seen the man smile at anyone except Lane and although it's very admirable to see, it's also intimidating. He can switch so quickly. I've witnessed it, he was smiling and joking with Lane and turned towards someone else at the club and within a second, he was back to the cold, mean Dom. All emotions left him before you could take a breath and only when he looked back at Lane did a smile ghost his full lips.

A knock comes to the door startling me from my thoughts. Who could that be, I wonder while sitting up and getting out of bed. My mind races with the possibilities as I quickly tidy up the room, tossing the boots into the small portable closet I have, hanging the coat up as well and fixing the messy sheets on the small bed. It's never very messy in here, thank you slight OCD. I pull on some sweats and a t-shirt before I make my way towards the door and open it quickly to see Tai standing in front of me, his hair a crazy puff as always.

"Hello Tai, what are you doing here?" I ask since he doesn't go to this school.

"Chris called and told me to make sure you get to the club. So here I am," he shrugs and I frown before sighing.

"I see, well come in then," I hold back the annoyance. It's not his fault, Chris has a way of making people do things for him. "It's still pretty early to go to the club, no?" I ask while shutting the door behind him.

"Yeah, we can watch TV until we have to get ready." He suggests while putting a duffle bag with I'm assuming his things down by my desk.

"Yeah okay I guess," I reply while walking over. "You can take the bed if you want," I add when my manners kick in and I sit on my computer chair.

"Thanks." He smiles and sits on my bed, leaning against the headboard as I turn on the small TV my parents got me for my dorm.

After a few hours of watching boring TV and eating some snacks I have hidden in my drawers, we both get ready for the club. Tai uses the bathroom as I change next to my bed. It's honestly too cold for the booty short leathers so I opt for some nice black snug jeans and a white long sleeve shirt under a thick grey sweater that can be taken off at the club. Once Tai comes out of the bathroom dressed in washed out jeans and a knitted cream sweater I grab my wallet, phone and keys before we head out. Tai tells me Tommy texted him that he and Payton are going to the club as well.

We get immediate entrance to the club since we're Lane's friends and Lane is the Head Submissive now, as Master Matthias has announced to us all. We pass the red door and head to the locker room. Once we put our coats in our lockers, we head back downstairs since the main level of the club is where everyone is at tonight then we head straight for our table. Well it's not really our table, but it is. We have an unofficially reserved table in both the public part of the club and in the showroom. It's the perfect table at the perfect location and our group has claimed it as ours by sitting here whenever we're at the club. Now nobody even tries to sit here, those who do are quickly told the table is off limits to those not in 'The Sub Club' as we're called. The perks of being friends with Lane. The Sub Club, the name causes my lips to twitch in slight amusement. It's fitting, very fitting for our group.

"Hello Ashton, Tai. Where is the rest of The Sub Club?" Macy, a collared submissive and employee here asks while standing next to our table.

"Payton and Tommy are on their way, I'm pretty sure Lane is already here," Tai says as I scan the floor.

"He's right there," I mumble quietly but loud enough for them both to hear me and they turn in the direction I nod where Lane is dancing with Denny and Dylan.

"What can I get you two to drink?" She asks with a smile.

"I'll take a Sprite. I'm driving so I can't drink," I say, though it doesn't matter anyway since I'm not yet 21, and she nods before looking at Tai.

As rude as it sounds, I don't really listen to what he orders and return my attention to the dance floor. People are pressed against each other dancing; the slight smell of sweat is in the air along with sex. It's obvious what they came here for; to get laid. I frown at myself, don't be rude Ashton. It's none of my business what these people have come here for. I'm here so I'm being a hypocrite even though I'm not looking to get laid, though if the chance comes up I'll take it. It's been awhile since I've last had sex and a night of mind blowing domination without all the boyfriend drama or morning after crap is not usually something I'll turn down when the right opportunity arises, but it has to feel right.

My eyes drift over to the VIP area and I spot all the higher ranked Doms; Master Matthias' group. Master Matthias is sitting at the highest couch where you need to go up two steps to reach, as if it's his throne and these are his people he's watching over. I guess it's true in a sense. This club is his kingdom and these members are his people with Lane as his 'queen' so to say. The metaphor amuses me slightly but it fits. There is another man sitting closest to Matthias that I've never seen before making me frown. I swear I know all the Doms within this club. He gets up from his seat and Matthias nods just as something, well someone blocks my view. My eyes trail up until I see Tommy standing here with his usual big grin and hair flowing down his shoulders.  He's already holding a half finished drink so I guess he's been here a while in another part of the club.

"Hey guys, what's up?" He asks while sitting down and I raise a brow.

"Where is Payton?" I question since one can hardly ever be found without the other.

"Getting a drink, I spotted you two and told him that I was going to say hi. Oh look, he's talking to Lane," he pauses, watching curiously. "That's good now they can have a civilized talk and get over this whole 'Payton wants Master Matthias' drama," he says cheerfully before he turns to Tai and starts chatting with him as our drinks arrive.

I keep my eyes on them though, knowing Lane pretty well and just by his posture I know Tommy was wrong about a civilized talk. It's none of my business, don't interfere Ashton, I think as Lane turns Payton's face in Master Matthias' direction. A flushed Payton nods quickly obviously shaken and Lane smiles somewhat smugly. I sigh and look away feeling slightly bad for Payton in this situation. I wouldn't want to be him and have Lane upset with me. Having witnessed him beating up Drew a few weeks ago I know what kind of damage Lane can do, enough to make me slightly uneasy around an angered Lane. Of course Lane would never hit Payton, he's not the type to turn violent without real reason.

"Tommy, Payton just made a break for the bathroom," Tai says, standing up, making me look up from my glass and see a flash of red hair ducking into the hallway leading to the bathroom farthest away from everything.

"I'll check on him, don't worry," Tommy says as I also stand up.

"Are you sure?" I ask and he nods.

"Yeah, I know Payton like the back of my hand. He wouldn't want more attention than necessary. I'm sure he's fine. I'll be back," he reassures before heading off towards the bathroom.

I sit back down slowly, still contemplating following after him. Tai and I exchange a look before he shrugs and heads for the dance floor. I look back towards the bar and see Lane talking to that new Dom I'm guessing, with his bare chest and black leather jeans. Even in this crowded club, I'm glad to be alone in a sense now that Tai has gone off to find someone to play with or dance as he would call looking for a willing Dom. As I take a sip of my soda I feel eyes on me but I resist the urge to look up. I can somehow sense it's a Dom watching me, the stare is too intense for another sub to be staring. If I look then they'll know I can feel their eyes on me. That will probably lead to them walking over and trying to start a conversation which will obviously lead to sex. I wouldn't mind but we just got here and I don't want to miss the scene Lane and Master Matthias are performing later. It's been the talk of the club the last few days since this will be their first 'public' show together.

When I glance up, I actually spot Payton rushing out of the bathroom, Tommy following him quickly. Leaving already? I think with a frown as it seems Payton is heading towards the exit but that new Master appears out of nowhere, stopping Payton and with a few words exchanged Tommy makes his way over. I raise a brow as he sits down with a sigh but he smiles at me excitedly before rambling on about what happened. It seems Payton found a Dom, all on his own too. I nod along to his rambles until a while later Payton reappears with who I now know is Master Remington, Master Matthias' cousin of all people.Tommy looks up with a smile as his friend stands, not taking his usual seat.

"Master Remington has asked me to watch the show with him," he tells us, looking uncertain and a little nervous. He's looking down, not making eye contact with any of us and I wonder if this is something he wants to do. I'm about to open my mouth and ask him just that when the Dom speaks.

"Would you two like to join as well?" Master Remington asks while looking at Tommy before looking at me even though I've lowered my eyes to the table.

"No thank you Sir, I'm fine watching from here," I say after Tommy accepts the offer. I would have gone to keep an eye on Payton if Tommy hadn't accepted, but he'll be fine now and they'll just be across the room anyway.

"Are you sure Ash? Lane and Matthias are performing," Tommy replies excitedly and I nod.

"I can see from here, don't worry about me," I reassure and they leave me alone; bliss.

I move a seat over and lean back against the wall. Keeping my eyes on the VIP area and away from the burning gaze I can feel from across the room, I see Lane standing from Master Matthias' lap before he himself stands up. He leads an eager looking Lane onto the stage that's already set up. It's a great view from here since the stage is right in front of me even if it's some distance away. The club lights shut off along with the music and a single light above the stage turns on, illuminating Lane's tan skin as he stands under it. A few words are exchanged quietly between him and his Master before Lane lifts his hands above his head.

My eyes narrow before widening in shock and I sit up quickly as Master Matthias kneels in front of Lane. Why would he, a Master kneel in front of his submissive? I look around quickly and see almost everyone as equally shocked as me. It's not something normal in this lifestyle. A Dominant, a Master kneeling in front of his submissive, interesting. My head tilts as I continue watching and lean back against the wall as Master Matthias strips Lane of his boots, socks and red booty short leathers. I lick my lips at his tall erection before shaking my head. I'm not going to lie; Lane has an impressive cock that's for sure. Maybe that's why Drew was so addicted to him. A dark thought that I brush away as I focus on the two men up on the stage.

The scene is something out of a movie it seems. Master Matthias effortlessly lifts Lane from the ground and hooks his tied ankles to the ceiling. Lane hangs there seemingly comfortable after Master Matthias moves back. Pure strength and confidence, it's what he must have to be able to hold himself up like that without a struggle or worry. He's completely relaxed. I can feel my cock hardening with every groan, hiss, gasp and moan Lane let's out as Master Matthias teases him with variety of toys. Even from the distance, I can see Master Matthias' tent in his leathers and if I look closely enough, I can see the pre-cum leaking down Lane's cock.

Saliva fills my mouth when Master Matthias strips and his erection springs free. I swallow quickly at his size and feel my ass clench. How in the world is Lane still walking if he's taking that every day? It's a sight to see though because his ass takes all of Master Matthias with no problem; practice makes perfect. I palm my erection through my jeans as I feel sweat form on my forehead. My eyes stay glued to them, watching intensely. Their bodies meet, over and over, the sound of skin slapping against skin echo around the otherwise silent club. Lane's gasps mix with Master Matthias' groans, which are accompanied by the audience's sounds of pleasure as well.

Lane's scream bounces off the walls as he comes, while he and Master Matthias stare at each other. I have to look away no matter how much I want to keep watching. The moment seems all to intimate to watch and I feel as if I'm intruding on them. I hear a collective sigh of relief from the crowd making me look back just in time to see Master Matthias carry Lane offstage and they disappear from view along with Master Michael and his submissive Denny. I press down on my crotch, hoping to ease the ache of my erect cock that's begging for attention. It might be because it was the Head Dom and Head sub of the club performing but that seemed way more intense than the other scenes I've watched and I'm not even up close. If I was, I might have cum in my damn jeans.

"Some show huh?" A deep voice asks casually and my eyes snap up before widening slightly at the sight of the sexiest Dom in the club.

"Master Gideon," I whisper while quickly lowering my eyes, my face flushing as I think of my behavior last time I saw him.

Having just crashed my motorcycle I wasn't in the best of moods when we had that short conversation. Had I spoken to a Dom like that in the club, I would have had a paddling like Lane's his first night here. Why is he talking to me now? After the hospital I haven't seen him again so it's surprising that he's here tonight of all nights; Christmas. Master Gideon has to be the sexiest Dom within the club, no in all of Chicago in my opinion. I take a calming breath discreetly as my heart races. Relax Ashton, he's probably just here for a quick screw. It wouldn't be surprising; I think as I scan the club slowly and see Doms and subs disappearing behind the red door, towards their playrooms most likely.

"Let me check you out," he says making my brows furrow as I resist the urge to blush.

"Excuse me Sir?" I question and he tilts my head back.

"The head wound, from your motorcycle accident," he clarifies and gently probes the area where I got my stitches.

"Oh, I'm fine Sir," I reassure as he continues poking around it.

"No more pain or any headaches?" He asks and I shake my head.

"No Sir," I answer and he tilts my head back further until our eyes lock.

"I'm glad," he says and I swallow as the man basically eats me alive with his eyes.

"Me too," I mumble while looking down.

"May I sit?" He asks and I nod without looking up.

"Of course Sir," I say as an afterthought and he takes the seat across from me.

"Please look up, I'd love to see that stunning face of yours," he says, his deep rumbling voice caresses my skin and I feel goosebumps rising on my arms as I look at him.

"What can I help you with Sir?" I ask while looking more at his forehead than his intense gaze.

"Care to join me for a midnight meal?" He questions casually and my eyes snap down to his confused.

"Um, what do you mean?" I mumble while glancing around the room in hopes to find Tai, Tommy or Payton but they're all out of view.

"Look at me," he demands and without thought my eyes find his. "Look at me when you speak to me, please. It's rude not to," he says while staring me down, his voice tinged with slight annoyance and I frown.

"Of course Sir, my apologies," I say quietly and he grins making his strong features soften slightly.

"So, would you like to get out of here and go grab a bite to eat? It's not too late and I know a place that has really great burgers," he replies and I blink in confusion.

Burgers? He wants to go out to eat? This makes no sense. He should be trying to get me to his playroom, not out of the club. Unless he wants to take me home with him. Ugh, I hate not knowing the outcomes to things. I thought this trip would be easy. Go to the club, watch the scene then get back to my dorm room. He wasn't supposed to come over and talk to me. He simply stares at me waiting for my answer as I scan his face for any hidden intention he has. I don't just sleep with anyone...most of the time, though Master Gideon would be the exception.

"I have to take my friend home," I say and he raises a brow before looking away.

"That friend?" He asks and I follow his line of sight just in time to see Tai disappearing behind the red door with a Dom.

"Yup, that one," I sigh while running my hand through my hair.

"Well I'm sure he'll be busy for a few hours. Do you really want to sit here waiting while he's in subspace? I mean, we can stay here but I'd love to get some food and the kitchen is closed at this hour," he adds and I bite the inside of my cheek.

Just one day, I want one day to be completely and utterly alone! No one around, nothing but the sound of the leaves rustling in the trees and the sounds of the wind whistling through the mountains. No sound but the snow crunching under my shoes as I walk. Bliss. That's all I've wanted for weeks, months even, but as I sit here looking at his easy going smile, I find myself nodding at his question. His smile widens, showing off his perfectly straight white teeth and I feel my heart speed up.

"Great, I'll drive," he says while standing up and I follow his lead.

We walk across the now empty dance floor towards the door leading to the back of the club. I look around, slightly amused at all the sex going on around the club. Not everyone has a private playroom, yet not everyone has the patience to go home to have sex. My eyes zone in on Payton and Master Remington but they aren't doing much. Yet just before I look away I see Payton touch Master Remington's crotch and I'm completely surprised when he pulls out Master Remington's semi. Go Pay, I think as I look away at their seemingly intimate moment.

"Oomph," I groan as I slam into Master Gideon's back.

"Are you okay?" He asks while turning around and I nod.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that Sir," I say and he smiles before grabbing my hand.

"It's fine, just be more careful. You could get hurt when you don't pay attention to where you're going," he states while leading me through the door and up the stairs so I grab my coat and keys from my locker quickly.

"Um, why are we going back here?" I ask warily as he leads me further down the hall and he looks at me amused.

"I have to change," he explains making me nod.

It makes sense, I guess he can't really just walk out the club in black leathers with no shirt or anything. I mean he could, but it's cold so his nipples would freeze. His nice nipples...I glance down but can't see his belly button from this angle. Damn it. At least since he has a playroom that means he's parked in the back of the club. Only Doms with playrooms can park in the private parking lot along with their submissives. Master Matthias runs a tight ship and I've overheard some Doms in the club talking about him. Nothing bad really, just that they wouldn't want to get on his bad side and just looking at him it's obvious why. I still don't get how loud and proud Lane can be with someone so...cold and emotionless. It's a mystery that is not mine to solve. I have enough things to deal with, like the man that squeezes my hand making me look up at him.

"You okay?" He asks worriedly and I nod.

"Yes Sir, just thinking," I say with a shrug making his brows furrow.

"Okay well, you can come in or wait out here. Whatever you're more comfortable with," he says while unlocking a dark grey door with a silver colored handle.

"Um, I'll wait here Sir," I reply and he nods before disappearing into the room, yet leaving the door open.

I keep my eyes away from the doorway, respecting the privacy of his room and letting the curious bug inside me suffer. I don't care, I don't care, I don't care what his private playroom looks like. Nope, I don't care. This is me, not caring as I stare at the dark red walls of the hallway. I pull my phone out and see a message from Chris that I decide to ignore until the morning. I look down at my boots and sigh silently. This day did not go as planned at all yet as Master Gideon steps out his room in fitted black jeans, black combat boots and a thick cream knitted sweater I can't bring myself to really care.

"Ready?" He asks and I nod making him smile.

I blink once as he stares before motioning for me to go first. Sticking my hands in my pockets I walk towards the stairs. My eyes drift to the only door with a golden handle and I notice the door isn't grey but black. It's obvious that door leads to Master Matthias and Lane's playroom. When we get downstairs and to the back exit, Master Gideon reaches out and grabs the door before I can and holds it open with a smile. I nod at him in thanks before stepping outside just as a strong breeze passes making me mutter a curse as I get a face full of snow.

Suddenly the cold air pushing into my face is gone and I look up to see Master Gideon using his body to block the cold wind and snow. His eyes watch me worriedly before he practically drags me across the parking lot. We stop in front of a huge...pickup truck? Interesting. He opens the door to the passenger seat and I climb in with a soft thank you. Once he closes the door I close my eyes and take a deep breath, the truck smells so good. Like something spicy and hot. Like Master Gideon.

Master Gideon climbs into the truck and turns it on before quickly blasting the heat. I watch silently as he moves all the vents until they're facing me and soon my rattling teeth stop and I can start feeling my fingers. He doesn't pull out of the parking lot and mumbles something about letting his truck heat up before leaving. I don't really mind, we sit in a somewhat awkward silence and I bask in the heat blasting in my face. I can tell he's watching me, I feel his gaze but when I look over he's looking back as he starts pulling out the parking space.

"So, where are we going Sir?" I ask while watching the snow falling outside.

"You can call me Gideon you know," he says instead of answering my question and I look over at him with a frown.

"But you're a Dom and I'm a sub, calling you by your name is disrespectful unless told so," I reply making his lips pull into a smile.  Master Matthias drilled all the rules into our heads during training until we could recite them in our sleep.

"Yes it is, but didn't I just say you can call me by my name?" He asks making me nod slowly.

"Yes Sir- I mean Gideon," I say, his name rolling off my tongue casually and I notice his hand tightening on the steering wheel.

"Besides, we're not in the club and right now we're not in a relationship so you don't have to call me Sir," he states and I can't help but notice how he slightly emphasized the 'right now' as if that'll be changing in the future.

The thought makes my stomach clench in anticipation but I keep a blank mask on my face as I nod. With the soft Christmas music playing on the radio, Gideon drives us towards this 'amazing' diner that has great food. I release a silent sigh as I contemplate my decision. Was it the right thing to do, letting him convince me to join him for this late night meal? I don't even know but I guess it's better than waiting around the club until Tai finished with whatever Dom he disappeared with. To me, Gideon looks like the type of man that doesn't beat around the bush. He seems to always have a motive. I know this is probably just him trying to get me to drop my pants and bend over.

The image that pops into my head is tempting. Gideon standing in front of me as I kneel at his feet, my face upturned to gaze at his sharp features as he looks down at me with lust and affection. That's not too much to ask for right? A Dom that wants more than just a fling? I don't think so but honestly the club is full of them and it seems all the Doms that want something more than a fling are already with a collared sub. My eyes drift across the truck and I study Gideon's side profile. He has a normal sized nose, not too big or too small. His bottom lip is slightly pouty and full, matching his upper lip's fullness. His jaw line is sharp yet covered in stubble that has me wishing for beard burn on my thighs. My eyes narrow in concentration as I look at his eyelashes. They're long and seem to have a natural curl to them that would make any female jealous. Suddenly I'm staring into his shining hazel eyes and my breath hitches at the full impact of his beauty. He's perfect.

"We're here," he says; his deep rumbling voice sends shivers down my neck all the way to my toes that curl in my boots.

"Oh, cool," I say indifferently while slowly moving my gaze from him out the windshield.

I don't do it to see where we are but simply because I need to calm my racing heart and my pulsing erection. When I'm able to focus clearly again I examine the small yet nice looking diner and from the truck, I can see inside. It's mostly empty, maybe two or three other customers inside. A blast of cold air hits me making me look over to see Gideon climbing out of the truck. I unbuckle my seat belt and open the door before climbing out, gaining an annoyed glare from Gideon.

"I was going to open your door," he grumbles as I close the door behind me.

"Oh, well it's fine," I shrug while sticking my hands in my pockets again.

"Come on, let's get you out of the cold," he sighs before placing his hand on my lower back.

Even through the t-shirt, the thicker sweater and the coat, I can feel his hand as if it were pressed against my bare skin. When he pulls the door open a bell announces our presence making a young woman wiping down the already clean counter look up. A beaming smile appears on her face when she sees Gideon and he leads me over to her. She greets him by name and looks at me curiously before switching her gaze back to Gideon. I look her up and down slowly before looking around the diner as Gideon asks for a booth, not that he has to because this place is empty and there are like 5 free booths.

"Do you know what you'd like to drink?" She asks after we sit at the booth all the way in the back.

"I'll take a coffee which you know how I like, what about you?" Gideon asks while looking at me and I look up at the waitress who is looking at me with a kind smile.

"I'll have a hot chocolate please, with marshmallows," I add making her nod while jotting it down.

"Alright, I'll get right on those and give you gentlemen a few minutes to look over the menus," she says with a smile before heading towards the kitchen.

"Hey," Gideon calls making me look up from the menu and I realize I haven't even introduced myself yet.

"Oh, I'm Ashton," I say and he chuckles which makes the corner of his eyes crinkle slightly.

"Yes, I know that from the hospital. Your name has also been floating around the club among some of the Doms," he explains as I look at him closely.

"Right, of course the hospital. So, not to be rude but why did you ask me here?" I question ignoring the fact that my name has been in the mouths of Doms without my knowledge and his brows shoot up in what I think is surprise and amusement.

"Well, you seemed a tad lonely sitting all by yourself honestly," he replies, making me frown, why does everyone think I'm lonely all the damn time?

"I wasn't lonely," I say bluntly but he doesn't have a chance to respond as the waitress comes back over with our drinks.

"Here you are gentlemen, coffee and hot chocolate with marshmallows. Did you decide what you'd like to eat?" She asks while looking in between us.

"I'll just have a cheeseburger with fries. Um, no tomatoes and no onions but extra pickles please. Oh, I'll have a Dr. Pepper too. Hot chocolate and a cheeseburger don't really mix, but I'll take the soda when the food comes out. Oh, I also want mozzarella sticks with a lot of marinara sauce on the side. And celery! I want a few celery sticks. I love celery," I say while closing the menu and look up to see them both staring at me with wide eyes. "What?"

"Nothing, nothing," Gideon chuckles before placing his order, a bacon cheeseburger with potato bites and a sprite.

I lift the mug of steaming hot chocolate before gently blowing making the steam disappear for about a second then it reappears. Cautiously placing the edge of the mug against my bottom lip I tilt the cup making the hot and sweet liquid pour into my mouth. I close my eyes, basking in the slight burn as the hot chocolate fills my mouth and burns down my throat. A marshmallow bumps against my upper lip and I look down at it, but look up when I hear a click sound.

"What are you doing?" I ask as Gideon looks down at his phone with a beaming smile.

"You looked very cute so I had to take a picture. Here, look," he chuckles while turning the phone towards me.

"Oh god, delete it," I groan as soon as I see it, I have my eyes crossed as I look down at the mug that's pressed against my lips.

"Nah, I think it's cute so I'll keep it," he smirks and I narrow my eyes at him.

"Why would you keep that?" I ask before taking another sip of my hot chocolate.

"Well, why not?" He throws back after swallowing the coffee in his mouth.

We stare at each other silently before I shake my head and look away. I can hear him chuckle, somewhat smugly and victoriously. He's confusing me. Why would he want a picture like that? Oh god, he's probably going to show his friends and they'll laugh at me. Great. Glancing back up, I see him watching me silently while sipping his coffee. His eyes bore into me and I feel myself wanting to squirm under his gaze but I simply raise a questioning brow.

"Tell me about yourself Ashton," he demands and I lick my lips, savoring the last of my hot chocolate just as my mozzarella sticks and celery arrive along with our drinks.

"Not much to tell you honestly. I'm 20, studying Animal Science and Business so I can open up my own veterinary clinic," I reply after the waitress leaves, taking the empty mugs with her.

"So you're an animal lover? That's great, I love animals. Bowser is my baby. He's a year old bulldog and I've had him since he was just two months old," he says with a bright smile and I feel my lips twitch slightly.

"Yeah, I grew up with a lot of animals," I admit with a shrug before grabbing a celery stick and munching on it.

"You really like celery don't you?" He asks with a chuckle as I finish all six sticks within minutes.

"Mhm," I nod happily before starting on my mozzarella sticks. "Do you want one?"

"Sure," he says and I frown as he grabs one, he was supposed to say no.

Damn it now that's one less for me. I pull the plate closer to me and he looks at me highly amused and I'm sure my face shows that I assumed he'd say no. He simply sits back and watches me as I take my time eating my appetizer. It annoys me when people rush while eating. Food is meant to be eaten slowly, savoring all the different flavors. So I take my time, each bite taken slowly and savored before I swallow and take the next one. I love food, maybe it's my soul mate. I can always count on food to make me happy. Unless I eat too much and then I go into a food coma where I usually just want to die. Payton is always surprised by how much I can eat in one sitting then asks how I'm not fat. I have a fast metabolism so I don't have to worry about getting fat but I also work out occasionally at the campus gym. My mozzarella sticks are long gone by the time our burgers arrive and I lick my lips at the juicy looking bit of heaven.

As we eat, Gideon strikes up a conversation which means he keeps asking questions that I answer evasively. Just because he's hot doesn't mean I'm going to blurt out my life story to him. This is the first time I've ever really made contact with him. Sure, I've seen and ogled him in the club a few times then that brief moment in the hospital, but I don't know him really. When I ask him questions, he doesn't hesitate to answer them casually but we both make sure not to get too personal. Gideon surprises me when he tells me he's 31, impresses me when he tells me he's a pediatrician and apart from working at the hospital he has his own private practice. He doesn't look like he's in his 30s. He looks really good for having the stressful job that usually makes people look older than they really are.

"Sorry boys but I have to close up shop," the waitress, Amy, says long after we finish our food and have paid, well Gideon paid since he wouldn't let me.

"Of course, thank you for letting us stay later," Gideon says making me frown as I check the time on my phone.

"Holy shit," I whisper to myself seeing it's almost 2 in the morning meaning we've been here for almost 3 hours yet it didn't feel like that long.

"Ashton, are you coming?" He asks amused and I look up to see him already standing while holding my coat open for me.

"Oh yeah," I mumble before standing up.

He helps me into my coat and I zip it up before we leave the diner with a wave to Amy as we pass the counter. The streets seem abandoned this late and the snow has slowed down. My boots crunch the snow covering the ground as we walk towards Gideon's truck. I look up at the dark star filled sky and feel my legs freeze at the sight. It's so beautiful, I think as I release a deep breath. Fog clouds in front of my face and I close my eyes, savoring the silence yet enjoying the feel of Gideon's eyes on me.

Gideon's POV

I look next to me yet freeze when I realize Ashton has stopped a few steps back. Looking back, I watch in silence as he stares up at the sky. My eyes drift up to see what he's seeing yet there is nothing but the dark star filled sky. They twinkle and wink down at us with the moon shining brightly as well. Returning my gaze back to Ashton I feel my breath hitch at the sight. His eyes are closed, his long lashes resting against his rosy colored cheeks. His messy dirty blonde hair is covered is small snowflakes but what catches my attention the most is his smile.

In all the months I've seen him at the club, I've never seen Ashton smile. I'm not ashamed to say that I've been watching him for a while, trying to get the sense of what type of man he is. Of course I couldn't approach him during his training, Matthias would have my dick and balls on a plate if I had. After his training, I don't really know why I didn't approach him. At first, I must admit that I thought he was a Dominant in training but when I heard the 'boy with no expression', which is what a few Doms call him, was training to be a submissive I was discreetly overjoyed. It'd be embarrassing to admit out loud that I was nervous to approach him after. Ashton always seems to have this air around him that he doesn't want to be bothered, he always looked annoyed or bored even when he was with his friends. I guess it kept me away but when I saw him getting wheeled into the hospital on that stretcher I knew I just had to at least talk to him briefly. His attitude didn't seem that of a submissive, but it intrigued me, he intrigues me and nobody has been able to catch my attention quite the way he does.

Now, seeing him smile it feels as if I've been punched in the stomach and it's hard to breathe. I step closer, slowly not wanting to disrupt him or make him stop smiling. He doesn't seem to notice me getting closer and I look away from his smile only to watch a small snowflake land on his eyelash but it doesn't seem to bother him because he doesn't move. I stop when I'm right in front of him, looking down at his stunning and peaceful expression. Lifting my hand, I gently brush away the snowflake that sits on his cheek and his eyes slowly open and he looks dazed.

"Gideon," he says, his voice just above a whisper and the sound of his alluring voice calling my name has me stepping even closer until our chests are pressed against each other.

"Ashton," I whisper while cupping his other cheek and his lips part on a small intake of the cold air.

We stare at each other silently as his hands come up to get a loose grip of my forearms. I lick my lips, anxious and wanting. His eyes snap down to my mouth and I look down at his. A mental curse rings through my head when I see him biting his bottom lip gently. Brushing my thumbs over his cheeks makes him look back up and there is something in his eyes that I can't read yet as soon as I see it, it's gone. His grip on my arms tightens as he leans closer. My hands leave his face and wrap around his waist as my eyes close, waiting for the moment our lips meet but they snap open when I feel his cheek pressed against mine and his breath fanning my ear.

"I think it's time I get back to my dorm," he whispers and despite the disappointment at not feeling his lips pressed against mine, I can't help but smile.

"Yes, I think it is," I whisper back before he pulls back and looks up at me with his usual indifferent expression.

An amused smirk tugs at my lips as he pulls out of my arms and walks past me towards the truck. He's unique and I can't wait until I unravel the mystery I know is hidden underneath Ashton's indifferent expression.