The Therapist: Episode 2: The Therapist, #2

By J.A. Belfield

From International Bestselling author J.A. Belfield comes an intriguing and sensual romance serial ...

Episode Two: After a successful and heated session for earlier clients, during which they're introduced to Jones, a six-foot, tattooed sadist and founder of The Club, Chase prepares to break down the first barrier of his new client—a line she's never dared to cross alone: Getting Abi O'Shay to discover the pleasures of her own body.

Series Synopsis:

Chase Walker: Founder of C.W. Consult. Sex therapist extraordinaire.
And, without question, always in control.

After years of schooling his emotions, Chase takes pride in his self-composure and firm lack of commitment. It takes only one, fresh-faced redhead in need of his services for all of that to fall to pieces.

Abigail O'Shay is everything Chase isn't. Sweet. Innocent. Pure.

Chase has never wanted anything more.

Except, if that whole therapist-client barrier isn't enough of an issue, Chase's own demons are only too happy to bury the fantasies he entertains for his latest client.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.A. Belfield
• Release date: May 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201138769

J.A. Belfield

Best known for her Holloway Pack Stories and The Therapist, J.A. Belfield lives in Solihull, England, with her family, a spoiled dog, and a cat who likes to vomit in unfortunate places. Once upon a time, she was a little girl with a vivid imagination. Not much has changed in the last forty years. J.A. Belfield writes paranormal romance, with a second love for urban fantasy. And now she writes saucy romance, too. Because she can. ;)

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THE THERAPIST

THE THERAPIST

EPISODE 2

J.A. Belfield

BOOKS BY J.A. BELFIELD

CALLED

LURED

CAGED

UNNATURAL

CORNERED

HOLLOWAY PACK BOX SET

THE HOLLOWAY PACK MINI COLLECTION

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THE THERAPIST

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A BEAST OF A WEEK

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HER MANE ESCORT

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Published by J.A. Belfield

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Copyright © 2021 Julie Anne Belfield

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, events, locations, or any other element is entirely coincidental.

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To those who tell me yay when my head’s telling me nay …

You’re top of that list, Sweet Cheeks.

EPISODE 2

I hope you’re ready for this. Chase Walker couldn’t help but smirk at the other guy in his office. Six-foot-four, with a head shaved bald enough to glisten, and muscles that flexed with so much as a nod, he’d probably seem scary as fuck to anyone who met him on the streets, but Chase had known Jones for enough years to know different. He still remembered the skinny, lanky kid from school, who’d been awkward around girls and had a gift for chemistry.

The local gym and boxing club was owed a lot of thanks for the body Jones had grown into. He no longer had trouble getting girls. Or guys. And since he’d found his new passion in life, chemistry had taken a back seat for him.

I’m ready. His voice was a whole lot deeper than it’d been in school, too.

I’ll bring them in, then, Chase said, already making his way across the room.

The first things he saw on opening the door into reception were his two assistants, Raelyn and Samantha. Both of them glanced up, Sam stretching her neck to the left a little as she peered past Chase into his office, sending a small smile and wave to the man in there.

Shifting his gaze to the right landed it on his waiting clients. The whole purpose of Jones being invited along to CW Consult for the next hour.

A woman with bobbed hair a dark, cocoa brown and a slight plumpness to the face that housed stunning indigo eyes, and a man carrying little fat on his frame, topped by a mop of greying mousiness. Both of them wore the clinic-provided robes and terry-cloth slippers, and both of them already stared his way.

Mr and Mrs T, he said. The couple had insisted on the abbreviation since their first consult—a common practice for them, apparently, due to the too-often mispronunciation of their full name Titcomb. How are you both?

Unlike a lot of the clients who arrived for practical sessions, the couple bounced to their feet like a couple of kids on the promise of ice cream. Excited, Mr T said, though the twitchy smile he offered hinted that he’d brought at least some nerves along for the session.

That’s what we like to hear. Chase waved them forward. Come on through.

Waiting until the couple had filed through the door, he closed the four of them inside, watching for when the clients took in the visitor. Waiting for their reactions.

They hadn’t asked what the guest would look like when they’d scheduled the session. And Chase hadn’t offered the information. He knew the exact moment Jones had been processed, though, by the double blink Mrs T gave.

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