Shit.
What had we been discussing?
Money.
“That’s fine. We can talk about it.” If Masterwanted to pay, that was fine.
Okay, not Master yet. But a slut couldalways hope.
Usuallyby thispoint in the date, red flags weren’t just waving, they were screaming. Butnothing he’d done indicated he was crazy, creepy, or just too weird to dealwith. No strange philosophies on our possible werewolf ancestors, no cults inhis background, and nothing I’d done made him uncomfortable.
Yep, he was a keeper.
And if that sounded like my standards werelow, then anyone judging could fuck off. Silas was a bit gruff but still sweetand he thought I was funny. The fact that he was also into domination and likedthat I wanted to submit was icing on the cake as far as I was concerned. Heeven had a real job and wasn’t afraid of my money.
The other shoe would probably crash into myroof at some point, but until it did, I was going to see what happened.
“That was entirely too easy.” Silas gave mea long stare that had me squirming and made my cock hard. I might have been abit of a drama queen and a sub at heart, but in meetings, I was always thehardest ass in the room. But not with Silas.
He leaned back and crossed his arms overhis chest, and I felt a little like a sub who’d just gotten caught shopliftingand the big bad Dom was going to punish me.
Damn.
Made myself hard again.
“What?”
He really had to stop distracting me afterhe asked a question.
One eyebrow went up. “I said that wasentirely too easy.”
Oh, the money.
“It's not really that important to me whopays. Most of the time I do it because dates kind of expect the person whomakes the most to pay. So I don’t even think about it anymore.” I shrugged.“It’s not a big issue for me. Someone will say that makes me an asshole orelitist or something, but it’s just what it is.”
I was born into money and had a good eyefor business, so I’d done well on my own too. I wasn’t going to apologize foreither of those. One I couldn't control and the other was something I should beproud of. Dates didn’t always see it that way.
Silas gave me a brisk nod. “Then we won’tadd that as a limit for you and I’ll let you know if there’s something we needto talk about regarding money. Does that work for you?”
That was it?
“Yes. That’s fine.”
The Master wanted to take care of his sub.I’d read it in books and in online stories, but I’d never run into a guy inperson who wanted to pay because he was the alpha. I didn’t really think aboutthe money, but the idea that he wanted to take care of me pushed every button Ihad.
I just didn’t know how to tell him that.
It didn’t feel like something I could teaseabout as I flirted. It wasn’t the same as finding a way to hint not so subtlythat I wanted a spanking…this was bigger than that.
He was still watching me as he nodded. Forsome reason, it felt like he wasn’t happy with my response even though I’danswered him honestly. But he let it drop as the waiter came back with his cardand the receipt. When he finished, he stood and held out his hand.
Even after the woman had taken ourphotograph earlier, there was no question about what to do in my mind as Iplaced my hand in his. I couldn’t remember the last time a date had wanted tohold my hand. Even dates where things had gone well and sex was still on thetable, they would have never touched me in public like that. It would have beenseen as possessive or controlling…too personal.
Silas clearly didn’t mind possessive orpersonal.
His fingers were warm and they slowlyrubbed against mine as we headed toward the door. When we were almost out, Iturned and saw Mama Sofi peeking out of the kitchen. She was nodding with alook of pure satisfaction on her face. Either Mama was happy with the number ofpeople in the restaurant or she approved of Silas.
The smile she flashed said it was thelatter.
