No, I was pretty sure neither of us were too old for thatlecture.
Dare’s laughter said he agreed.
“They meant well and they know me.” His wicked grin said hedeserved every lecture he’d ever been given.
“It was funny when they just gave Dare those looks, though.”They knew he was at the very least bossy and would talk us into all kinds ofshenanigans.
They were smart, and they knew their son.
But since neither one of us had wanted to have the safewordsand limits conversation, Ryan and I had just nodded and agreed with them.
Dare hadn’t been helpful at all. He’d just stood theregiggling and looking wonderfully naughty. So if they hadn’t known something wasup before, they did now.
“The idea about the career counselor was helpful, though.”And since it wasn’t about our sex life or our relationship, it’d been arelaxing topic…for me, at least.
Ryan shifted in the passenger seat, looking between us andfinally settling on Dare in the driver’s seat. “You don’t think that’s weird?”
Their suggesting it or just the idea in general?
“No.” Dare shook his head, relaxing back in his seat andfiddling with the wheel. “A lot of people get help from someone like that. Atthe very least, they can work with you to narrow down your interests and whatyou like about your current job.”
Thinking about the worries that would’ve cropped up in myhead in that situation, I spoke up from the back seat. “And if changing careersmeans you don’t have an income for a while, don’t worry about it.”
He started to take a breath, so I kept going. “You haveplenty in savings and my covering the rent alone is perfectly reasonable.”
Now it was my turn to take a breath. “Especially if Daredecides to move in with us. If he helped with the rent, then it wouldn’t matterhow long it took you to figure things out.”
I could see Dare’s smirk in the rearview mirror. “And he canpay his portion in sexual favors?”
That seemed fair.
But I wasn’t going to let him distract me since I’d actuallyworked up the nerve to bring it up. My compromise was to give him a few secondsto get his head around the idea as we backed out of the driveway.
Just as I was working up the nerve to poke at the ideaagain, Ryan decided to speak up.
Thank God.
“I think sexual favors are a good trade, but we’d have towork out a list.” He leaned back and got a studious look, like he was reallytaking the idea seriously. “I don’t want to end up paying more than my fairshare. Especially if we’re splitting things three ways.”
He looked over at Dare, still doing a great impression oftaking it very seriously. “I think you need to pay more, though. I mean, we’veseen your closet and you’ve got more shit than the suit whore back there.”
Dare laughed, shaking his head as he headed back to thehouse. “Oh no, there’s no way I even compare to Scott.”
He gave me a teasing grin in the rearview mirror. “Besides,the suits don’t count ’cause they’re kind of like costumes for a really goodscene.”
Blushing, I let my head flop back on the headrest andsighed, which just pulled more laughter from our wicked Master.
“I’ll have to consider that…but only if he wears them aroundthe house more often.” Ryan shifted in his seat to rake his gaze down my body.“Yeah, it would only count if you kept him in the suit for scenes on a regularbasis.”
If he wasn’t careful, I was going to bring up his parents’sex life again.
Still grinning ear to ear, Dare nodded. “Deal. How about wemake him the naughty CEO that needs to be punished? I’ll play secretary and youget to play one of the junior employees who gets caught up in the middle of thedrama.”
I loved how his mind worked.
“Oh, if he’s been a dick then you’d need to punish him andmake sure he knew he had to be a good boss going forward.” Ryan’s hand movedover on his lap and I had a feeling he was trying to adjust his growingerection.
Because I was having the same problem.
