Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
I might not have been cracked but my brain was definitely lagging behind.
Well, at least I could safely bet who’d explained human sex to Wright.
Did I owe Evan flowers?
Were helpful sexual lectures a chocolates kind of thing?
Oh, I was going to have to cancel that subscription. If I was going to be having lunch with someone, I probably shouldn’t watch them orgasm before I went to bed.
Aristotle was right…human social conventions were hard.
“Um, lunch. Yes. Have you already eaten?” I wasn’t sure if they’d want ramen, but I was glad when they nodded.
“Yes, we have consumed food because it is not polite to show up unannounced and ask for sustenance.” Aristotle’s answer sounded like he was listing off a rule out of a book and I was back to wondering about that care and feeding of humans thing.
“That’s usually true.” It was also the easiest topic to grab ahold of, so I kept going. “But once you’re friends with someone, it’s okay. If you’re worried about being rude, you could always just text me and give me a heads-up.”
Yes, that was much easier to focus on…that and my lunch.
“I’m just going to reheat some leftovers.” That seemed safer than them telling Daddy I ate ramen, but I paused as I took the container of leftover Chinese to the microwave. “Will this give Wright a heart attack?”
Aristotle shook his head slowly but didn’t look too confident about his answer. “While there are numerous ways you could be damaged with the appliance, you are under supervision and it is not sharp. As long as you do not heat up the contents to a scalding temperature, I believe you shall be safe.”
Daddy had the strangest friends…but they were helpful, so I wasn’t going to point out how odd the whole situation was.
“Thank you.” Unfortunately, waiting for the microwave and the coffee pot left too much silence to fill.
“You don’t have to worry. We didn’t sleep with Wright and we’re in complete support of your relationship.” Evan did his best to stop snickering as he gave the helpful information. “I’m glad he found his mate.”
I was actually grateful for the knowledge, so I pushed away the weirdness I was feeling and smiled as I decided to get the hardest part out of the way first. “That’s good to know, but I wouldn’t have been weird about his past either way.”
That had Evan smiling even wider and it wasn’t until the stress was gone that I could see he’d been worried. “That’s great. I wasn’t sure what you would’ve thought about that. People are kind of weird about sex, but with our job, it’s kind of hard to be worried about it.”
As the coffee started to fill the carafe, Evan bounced over to his partner…mate…and gave him a kiss. “And there’s no one better to explain how to give humans orgasms than my mate.”
Well, that answered one question.
And it was good he was so proud of his mate?
I’d never met a porn star before, so I wasn’t sure what would be polite to say to that or not. Focusing on the stuff with Wright seemed like the safest way to steer the conversation, though, so I didn’t wander away from it as I tried to respond reasonably. “Humans are kind of interesting and being in the lifestyle would’ve given him more to figure out too, so I’m glad he had friends to turn to.”
Yes, that was good.
Polite.
Not weird.
Not talking about naked jobs.
Everyone had a past, and since it looked like with the bonding thing I wouldn’t have to worry about him cheating, I wasn’t going to obsess over Daddy’s.
I was his future and that was all that mattered.
Wright
Meetings and phone calls and discussions with no logical plan.
Work and adequately caring for a human submissive do not seem to be compatible, yet, social convention dictates I cannot explain why I must reorganize my day to attend to the needs of my little human.
He used a microwave under another’s supervision. This cannot continue.
Chapter 12
Dane
Your friends were nice.
I liked your porn star friends. It was nice to see them with their clothes on.
Sending over a real grown-up to make my coffee was sweet.
Nothing sounded quite right, and even in my head it’d started to sound slightly sarcastic, so I kept my thoughts to myself as Daddy hurried in the door like a tornado of tentacles. Part of me wanted to point out it was ridiculous. Another part of me wanted to poke at him and see if he could find the flaws in the obsessively worry about his little logic, but then he had to go and be sweet.
He stepped close beside me and whispered even though there was only one other person besides James in the store. “I will use your personal moniker while there are strangers in the vicinity but that does not mean you are unimportant to me, my Dane.”