When he cocked his head and I could see hisquestions forming, I continued. “Like there was this guy at the party. He justscreams abused or something, so we’re going to push someone his direction oncethe club starts. So…good meddling, not bad.”
His lips quirked to one side in ahalf-grin. “I should probably tell you not to meddle at all, but I’m not goingto go that far. I just can’t sit back and watch something happen without sayingsomething. It’s not who I am.”
I nodded. “Deal. Wade is usually the voiceof reason, but having someone else to help out with that probably isn’t a badidea.”
That thought made me give him a pout. “Butyou’re not going to be the voice of reason at the club, right? I still get tohave fun and be your sub and do wicked things there, right?”
He let out a loud bark of laughter andleaned over, giving me a smacky kiss. “Yes, absolutely.”
Perfect.
“Okay, good.” I gave him a kiss in return.“I like my naughty Dom too. So don’t make him disappear into the boyfriend sidecompletely.”
’Cause that would suck.
He laughed again. “You don’t have to worryabout that. I have a feeling you’re going to need a lot of rewards andpunishments. It’ll make sure that I remember you need your Dom.”
Oh, rewards and punishments.
“I was very good tonight.” I curled intohim as close as I could with the console between us. “I put the notebook awayafter I made my notes and I was nice to the waiter and I was very laid backabout us dating and didn’t worry at all.”
That last one had him grinning wider, but Icould see something emotional in his expression. “Do you think there should besomething to worry about?”
One hand came up to stroke my head and itwas so relaxing that thinking was a struggle. “Logically, it should be. If I werewriting this story, I’d probably worry there wasn’t enough conflict. I’d besecond-guessing things like why they felt so right together to begin with andI’d worry something was just getting ready to explode with them…some kind ofmisunderstanding or a cliché like my walking in on you giving yourcousin a hug and not realizing who it was.”
I felt his chest jerk as he barely heldback a laugh. “My cousins are all girls and I promise you there’s nothing toworry about with them.”
He kissed the side of my head. “And I don’tlike stress and drama. I like relationships that feel natural and right. Yes,this feels the most right of anyone I’ve ever dated, but that doesn’t meanwe’re not going to have problems. We could’ve had several with my comments onthe drinking nights and worrying about things like that. You thought through mywords and didn’t jump to conclusions and that helped.”
“I didn’t even think about it like that.Either part.” I went back over the conversation in my head. “I guess that’sbecause it was already stuff I had in the back of my mind. You just shoved itforward and made us address it.”
He was my Dom, so that really didn’tsurprise me.
Tristan always seemed to know what I wasthinking.
“We're going to butt heads eventually,though.” He kissed my head again. “But we’ll talk through it and compromise.”
“And some things you’ll win just becauseyou’re my Dom.” I didn’t want him to lose sight of that in the discussion aboutcompromising and talking things out.
“Yes.” He hugged me tightly, but the carwas making it hard to completely relax into his touch. “When it comes to yoursafety or your mental health, I’m not going to compromise on that.”
He was the perfect Dom.
Even when he was thinking of Dom-ishthings, he put me first. “But you have your safewords and I’m going to trustyou to use them if I go too far.”
I nodded against him. “Yes, I will. But Ikind of like the fantasy of you going all caveman on me. Just the fantasy,though. In real life that probably wouldn’t be any fun.”
But Silas kind of went caveman on a regularbasis and Austin liked that…and Russ and Graham were always checking up on Jonah…somaybe it wouldn’t be so bad.
“Okay, maybe I’d like caveman, but I don’tknow. As long as it didn’t interfere with writing?” I was serious, but Tristanstarted laughing again.
“Deal.” As I sat up, he kissed me gently.“A little bit of caveman and we’ll see how it feels.”
I liked the sound of that.
“Okay. Deal.” Giving him a quick peck, Iaimed for an innocent look I’d seen Austin work magic with. “Can we start now?”
Tristan gave a low chuckle that sent ashiver down my spine. “I think that sounds like a very good idea, my omega.”
