Lane and I nodded. Lane pointed to Eli. “Preston would be mad. He likes Casey.”
My eyes widened, and I found myself leaning closer to Lane again. “He does?”
Eli chuckled, but Lane gave me a very serious look. “He really does.”
“Aw, that’s so sweet.” I ignored Eli’s laughter and stayed focused on Lane because he wasn’t giggling at me. “He likes me? Did he say that?”
Lane nodded seriously. “He told Eli not to bug you. We’re supposed to let you open up when you want to.” He glanced down at the drink. “So don’t tell us anything while we’re drinking. That would be cheating and he’d get mad at us.”
“Would he get mad at me?” I leaned over and grabbed Lane’s arm. “Do you think Preston would spank me? Because if he’s mad that might not be a good punishment; I think I’d like it.”
Lane reached out and patted my arm. “It’s okay to like a punishment unless you werereallynaughty. Lots of Doms like it when you get turned on when they’re spanking you. But don’t tell us what you like until you’re sober. Then we won’t get in trouble.”
I gave Lane a nod and tried to look serious, but it was harder than it should have been because for some reason I wanted to giggle again. “I won’t tell you anything else. Not about the panties either.”
Lane smiled. “Thanks, I don’t want to upset Preston. Did I tell you that he really likes you? I think he’d be a good Dom for someone who wants a Dom. Don’t tell me if you do, though, we don’t want to get in trouble.”
Lane gave Eli a conspiratorial look. “Right?”
Eli sighed again and slumped over, resting his head in his hands as he propped his elbows up on the table. He didn’t look very comfortable. “You’re right. We don’t want to get in trouble.”
I smiled at both of them because they looked so serious. “I won’t get you in trouble. I won’t even tell you about the pictures.”
Eli groaned. “Thank you.”
I reached out and patted his arm like I had Lane’s. He was farther away, so it was harder, but he looked sad or maybe frustrated. “You’re welcome. You know, I like you when you’re not sending me a thousand texts.”
That made him smile. “I’m glad. But I stopped texting when you told me to.”
I grinned. “You did. I was very proud of you. I should have told Roman to give you a reward for being good.”
Eli chuckled. “I told him I was good.”
“Wonderful.” I looked at Lane and smiled as I sat back on the bench again. “Did you know he was good? I bet he got a reward. What do you think it was? Dessert?”
I glanced over at the little menu on the table. Dessert sounded good. Before I could decide what I wanted, Lane giggled. “No, I bet Roman spanked him.”
I felt my eyes widen, and I leaned in close to Lane. “As a reward? He can do that?”
Lane nodded. “Oh yes, Doms do all kinds of things they know make you happy. Spankings and teasing, and I even walked in on them one day where Roman had Eli up against the wall and they were—”
Eli coughed, cutting the story off just as it was getting good. “I’m not sure Casey wants to know about that part.”
“Oh, but I do. How will I learn how to make Preston happy if I don’t hear this stuff?” I glanced back at Lane because he was the most helpful. “Do you think Preston wants to do that stuff with me?”
“Wall sex and spankings?” Lane shrugged. “Probably. He really likes you.”
“And really liking me means spankings?” That sounded…confusing, but interesting.
Lane shrugged again. “I think so. He’s never said, though. Eli might know. I think they dated ages ago.”
I turned too fast, making the room tilt weirdly before I found Eli again. Had he moved? I would have sworn he’d been several feet the other direction before. “Did Preston spank you? Is that what he likes? You’ve got Roman now so you can’t have Preston too.”
Lane giggled. “That’s not a rule everyone follows, but I don’t think Preston wants Eli. He rolls his eyes and always has to fuss at Eli. Preston likes you.”
“Aw.” I reached out and patted Lane’s arm again. “He’s very sweet to me.”
Then I remembered my question and turned back to Eli. “Did he spank you?”
