Is it weird that I want to be honest with him?
I’m just not sure...
I’m just not sure.
He comes back, fills up my glass, and tops off his own. Then he sits down.
“So,” he says.
“So.”
“So...is there something else on your mind, Mallory?”
“About this whole thing,” I gesture to the room.
“My kitchen?”
“No,” I shake my head. “Us. About us.”
“Ah, yes.”
“What is it you want?”
“If you’re asking if a want a full-time submissive, then the answer is no. That’s not how I play, darling, but I don’t think it’s any secret that I’m attracted to you, or that I like you, or that I want to spend more time getting to know you.”
“And sex.”
“Would I like to have sex with you? Absolutely. It’s an important part of any relationship. I’m not asking for it to happen today or even tomorrow, but eventually, yes, if we’re in a relationship, then I expect we’ll sleep together. Do you disagree?”
He raises an eyebrow, and I know this is my chance to blurt out the truth, but I don’t.
“Yeah, of course, totally,” I say in a voice that’s way too cheerful. I’m definitely going to make things awkward if I don’t totally chill out.
“Play it cool,” I tell myself under my breath.
Aaron doesn’t seem to hear me. If he does, he’s kind enough to ignore my weirdness.
“Can I ask you a personal question?” He asks.
“Sure.”
“When was the last time you had sex?”
I almost spit out my wine.
Seriously?
I look up at him, and he’s watching me carefully.
“Why would you ask me that?”
“It’s not my place to ask,” he says. “But I get the feeling that it’s been...awhile. Would I be out of line to suggest that?”
“No, you wouldn’t be out of line.”
“Mallory, I want to reiterate that we don’t have to do anything crazy or weird. I just want to take care of you.”
“Are you going to dress me up in frilly dresses and spank me more?”