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“I know, March. I fucking know how great she is without your reminders.”
“I’m March now,” I ask, as amused with him as I was with Willa last night.
“You are when you push me, I guess,” he admits.
“I’ll make a point to push you more often then.”
“I bet you will,” he says.
“Bet you’ll like it, too,” I tell him with a smile.
“Bet you’ll like it more.”
“You’re awfully confident in your knowledge of me, Alexander.”
“We’ve been friends for over three years,” he says. While true, I didn’t give him much of myself at first. Like him, I kept my cards close. We both still do in too many ways, the most intimate ways.
“Are we friends, Alexander?”
“You know I can’t offer much more,” he says, stopping abruptly as the server makes his way to our table. The poor guy. I don’t mean that teasingly, he does have a real dilemma. I’ve never been anything but obnoxiously and abundantly myself. While he’s spent so much of his life suppressing who he is for his first love. Hockey.
“No, I guess that’s true,” I say when we’re alone again, and he’s taken a few bites of broccoli. “As I’ve said before, we’ll work through it. Or around it, rather.”
“And as I’ve said, I appreciate that, but I’m also not putting parameters on this.” He waves his knife between us. I roll my eyes at him.
It’s a discussion we had once; how he can’t give exclusivity to me. Not that I ever asked for it. Alexander made it clear that there is no other man in his life, for obvious reasons. But there are no rules for him with women. If a woman catches his eye on a day he needs physical release, he wants the freedom to fuck her without guilt.
Unlike me, he has urges for physical affection.
Because he likes things to be fair, he hasn’t asked for me not to fuck women. We’re complicated enough separately, but together, we’re practically a dumpster fire.
Except, I like him more than I’ve liked anyone my entire adult life, and I know he feels the same. With the exception of one honey-haired little sister to his best friend that he really doesn’t want to talk about. But that’s an obstacle that we can tackle at a later date.
Tonight, I want to make things easier for him, not harder. He’s got plenty on his plate as it is and it’s not my job to be any sort of burden to him.
“Eat your food so we can get you tucked in for some beauty rest before you have to be back up at the ass crack of dawn,” I say, dropping the subject altogether.
“Are you coming up,” Alexander asks me when I near his hotel. I’d planned on dropping him off and heading home, expecting that’s what he’d want. “I have a little time before I need to crash out.”
“Invitation accepted. I won’t stay long,” I say. Long enough to get us both off and then let him focus. Besides, I have a paper I need to be working on as well.
“Long enough, though.”
“Yes, Alexander.” I laugh. “Long enough.”
We both need to finish whatever it was we started in that dressing room earlier. But I sense he needs some general affection, too. Something I’m not so great at giving.
There are a few drunk women in the elevator ride with us, considering their giggling and side-eyeing. We both stifle laughs of our own and bid them a goodnight when we exit two floors before their own.
“Did you see how thick that one was?” one of them comments as the doors begin to close, making me laugh more.
“You sure you don’t want to follow them up, sounds like you could have had a great time,” I ask him when we enter his room. It’s nice, but small. No wonder he wants to find a place to rent so quickly. He’d practically bounce off the walls in here. The hotel room door thuds close behind me at the same time as Alexander’s hand snakes up under one arm and to my throat. He pulls my back against his firm chest, his groin grinding into my ass. We’re nearly the exact height, landing his already hard cock in the perfect spot.
“You know that’s not what I want,” he says, his voice guttural. “Are we touching tonight, or do you only want to watch?”
“A little of both,” I answer, stretching my neck under his fingers and swallowing hard. Nothing about this is uncomfortable for me. I can only guess it’s because of him. Because of the way he understands my limits due to how many he has as well. That doesn’t mean I’m ready to push myself, though. “Get naked. Don’t rush it.”
I spin to face him, taking a few steps back until I can sit on the only chair the room has to offer. It’s a small armchair, pushed into a corner by the window. However, it offers a clear view to the entire room, specifically Alexander.
