I squeezed his hand. “We’ll probably end upfinding a lot of those little things which seem simple from the outside but areincredibly erotic to us. We’ll discover them along the way like we did lastnight.”
And I was willing to put in the effort todiscover all of the little things they loved.
Before we could continue on with theconversation, the server started to walk toward us. My brain hated shiftinggears when it started generating all kinds of sexy ideas, but the reminder thatwe were in public wasn’t a bad thing.
Squeezing his hand, I released it andnodded in her direction before sliding my glass closer to the edge of thetable. I wasn’t trying to hide that we were together, but I also wasn’t tryingto make it hard for him to control his reactions, so giving him some spacesounded like a good idea.
He moved his hand closer to his plate andtook a long breath before she reached the table. By the time she was standingthere smiling, we looked like any ordinary couple—as long as she didn’t glanceunder the table and see how hard we were.
“Gentlemen, how is your food?” She smiledas she started pouring more water into our glasses.
I answered first, trying to give Ryan moretime to compose himself since I’d been pushing him. “Great, thank you.”
When she looked over at Ryan, he smiled.“It’s good.”
We got a few more random questions about whetherwe needed anything else and then a reminder to call her if we needed anythingbefore she moved away again. She was either very intuitive or slightly lazy,but either way, I didn’t care. I didn’t need her to hover over us. I justwanted time with Ryan.
As she walked away, we went back to eating.When we’d made plans earlier, all we’d talked about was a movie and dinner, soI wasn’t sure if there was anything else Ryan wanted to do before we headedback to his place.
“Are you ready to head home after this ordid you want to walk around somewhere?” I gave him a tender smile as he lookedover at me. “I’m not going anywhere yet, but I wasn’t sure if you were ready tohead back.”
His head cocked to the side as he thought.When he swallowed his bite, he shrugged. “I’m curious to see what Scott’s beenup to, but like you said, I don’t want you to leave yet.”
“So we’ll head back and hang out there.”I’d only brought one set of clothes with me on Saturday, and since I needed tobe at work early on Monday, that didn’t leave me a lot of flexibility thistime.
“What’s the rest of your schedule looklike?” Ryan looked a bit nervous, but he pressed forward anyway. “Do you wantto stay over again later this week?”
I reached over and gave his arm a squeezebefore I went back to my food. “I’d love that. Do you think it would be okaywith Scott?”
I wasn’t going to push myself on them justbecause I was their Master in the bedroom.
Ryan nodded. “Yes, we talked about itearlier when you were in the shower.”
Their tiny hall bathroom was hardly bigenough for one person, much less two, so it’d been separate showers earlier.They’d clearly been chatty while I’d hurried through the short shower. It’dbeen too chilly to linger, so I’d made quick work of getting clean and thengetting out.
“Good. I’m glad you guys are talking aboutwhat you want.” I gave him a pointed look. “Talking is a good thing.”
One corner of his mouth curled up in ahalf-smile, and he nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
They were slowly starting to open up, but Iwasn’t going to stop reminding either of them of the importance ofcommunication until I was sure it was completely ingrained in them. Wanting totease him a bit since he obviously thought I was harping, I reached over andgave his still-hard dick a pat. “Good boy. But if you hadn’t been naughty withthat little smirk, you might have gotten an even better reward.”
He groaned as I pulled back and picked upmy fork again. “Naughty boys don’t get to come, remember that.”
Ryan’s eyes closed, and he took a deepbreath before nodding. “There’s no way I’m going to forget that.”
“That’s my good boy.”
Eventually,he wasgoing to be my very wicked boy who needed a spanking and to be punished. Icouldn’t wait.
Chapter 10
Scott
It shouldn’t have been that hard of adecision to call Dare. It wasn’t like I was planning on asking him to marry me,just if he wanted to go out and grab dinner. Hell, even Ryan had thought it wasa good idea.
Ryan had been guilted by his mother intogoing over to his parents’ house for dinner. I’d been included in theinvitation as usual, but going back there was hard. The forty-five-minute driveseemed like we were entering another world…one that hadn’t wanted me.
Pushing the frustrating thoughts away,because dwelling on them wouldn’t help anything, I looked down at my phone. I’dhave felt better if I’d known why it was so hard to make the call. I made onecall after another some days. This should have been just as simple. I could seeit in my head just like I could if he were one of my clients.
