People needed to learn to be more flexiblein life.
“So he worries.” I spoke up again beforeDr. Sheppard could respond. “But we’re communicating, and both our needs arebeing met.”
He grinned. “I’m glad to hear that.”
“I don’t think I’m being too pushy, ifthat’s what you were thinking.” I shrugged when his grin widened. “Okay, I’mpushy, but he likes that about me, and I don’t see the point in waiting foreverif he’s the right person for me and I make him happy.”
“I can understand that.” He glanced over atthe clock and frowned. “Alright, you have to go or you’re going to be late fordinner.”
I’d explained when I’d first walked in thatI had to leave early today because I was having dinner with Stuart and all hisfriends. If he lived closer to Stuart’s friends it would’ve been fine, but hehad to live forever away from real civilization, and the drive back to Stuart’shouse so we could head over together wasn’t short either.
“One last question. What do you think I’mgoing to tell you to do?” He smiled as I sighed, rising to leave.
“Talk to Master?” I wanted to flop back inthe chair and be dramatic, but I didn’t have time for that.
“Yes.” He beamed like I was his pupil.
The man really should’ve been a teacher.
“Alright.” Not that I was going to enjoythe discussion.
Walking me to his door, Dr. Sheppardstopped just before opening it. “Logically, what do you think is the worst consequencethat might come from the discussion?”
“The worst?” I had to think for a moment.“That I’m kind of clingy and…maybe that I want more than he’s giving me rightnow? I don’t want him to think he’s not being a good Master.”
That would suck.
“Then maybe the best way to prevent thatmight be to explain how you’re feeling and see what he can come up with tohelp?” His answer might have made me sigh again. “It’ll give you a chance tosee what he’s thinking and where he’s at. Then talk about living together whenyou have more details.”
As I nodded, he grinned. “And don’t skipthat last step.”
It was my turn to grin. “Would I do that?”
He scoffed. “Brat.”
If everyone wanted me to think that was abad thing, they needed to stop smiling when they said it.
Heading out the door, I thought about whathe’d said as I waved to the college student who was working with Dr. Sheppard.He was kind of quiet, but not in ahe’s weirdkind of way. It was morelike Dr. Sheppard when he was relaxed.
I kept telling myself one day I’d say morethan just hi because Dr. Sheppard kept saying that I would like the guy andthat I needed more friends, but I could honestly say I didn’t have enough timetoday. The drive up to the house was going to take a while, and if I was late,Stuart would worry.
He hadn’t been a fan of agreeing to dinnerwhen I had my appointment, but the rest of the guys had such odd schedules thatthis was the best night for everyone. Stuart and Warner had wanted to gettogether on Friday before everyone met at the club, but for some reason thathadn’t worked.
I missed most of the story because I’d beenfocusing on keeping Master’s cock warm while he’d been on the phone, but he’dsaid something about Niall and Julian both being dicks.
I was assuming that meant they’d had otherplans or hadn’t liked Friday, but I’d missed out on the details. Floating wasmuch better than gossip any day, and I’d helped Master relax after the call, sohe hadn’t been worried about the details later.
As much as I wanted to think about funparts of the last few weeks or even dinner with Master’s friends, the rest ofmy trip was filled with thoughts about what Dr. Sheppard had said and how Ishould talk to Stuart.
It didn’t take long to come to theconclusion that I’d rather write lines.
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“You know, kiddo.I don’t think this behavior is going to help you make friends.” Stuart’steasing, quietly whispered words had me fighting to hold back a smile. “Lookingstoic won’t help you win friends and influence people.”
I scoffed…quietly, of course.
“That book was not as helpful as everyonemade it out to be.” My quiet response had Stuart chuckling which made everyhead at the table turn in our direction.
