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Restraint, girl, she admonished herself. "Hey, Marcus and Thomas will be coming into town, week after next. Marcus suggested we do dinner."
"Sounds good. Too bad they're not coming in sooner. They could go to the party with us."
"That's okay. I think I'd be a little embarrassed, you know. In front of them."
"Hmm. I bet I could get you over that hang up." His voice had that deep purr that made her toes curl.
"I bet you could. Which is why I'm hanging up before I'm tempted to have phone sex with you. I have work to do."
"I'm far more interested in keeping you on the line for phone sex."
"Not in front of the cows. That's illegal in most states."
He chuckled, his voice still throaty, sen
ding more tingles through her. "Besides," she added. "I'll bet you already had your morning treats. Milk and cookies before you laid down on your mat for your midmorning nap."
"You can be spanked. Just saying."
"I thought that wasn't your thing."
"I'm rethinking it with you and that mouth of yours."
She grinned, happy to be teasing with him. "Go back to sleep. You're grumpy."
"Only because I've been denied phone sex. And milk and cookies." He paused. A peculiar heat filled that significant silence and surrounded her. "I'll see you in a couple days, love."
"Are you all right?" she asked softly, not sure why she was asking, but there was a great deal in that stillness she wasn't sure about.
"Better than. You've got my attention, love. In every way. Talk to you soon."
When he disconnected, she tapped the phone against her lips thoughtfully. He'd sounded tired, but very pleased to talk to her. He wanted the same thing she did, to be together right now. Maybe it was best she had a million things to do. Otherwise she'd drive two hours to watch cows and corn with him. But anticipation could be a wonderful thing.
She had a meet in a few moments with the volunteer who'd served as their house manager, to go over some front-of-house improvements for the next show. Time enough to text Madison, since Harris and Lila were well on top of the cast and script discussion.
We're going. Any dress code?
Madison's cheerleading emoticons were infectious. Her enthusiasm only stoked those sparks that were still warming Julie's insides. Inside the party, naked, fetish wear, or club wear is all fine. No T-shirts and jeans. If you wear street clothes, host wants people to dress up. Sets a party mood and reinforces standards of good behavior.
Julie honestly couldn't picture Des in slacks or a suit, and wondered if she'd be intrigued by the results. She had a sexy little black dress she could wear. Nothing out of the ordinary, but she could razzle-dazzle it up with some accessories.
Touch base with me tomorrow on the marketing end. Look forward to seeing you.
You too. Madison's response was accompanied by a few more cheerleading emojis. Julie pocketed the phone and went back to work. However, a part of her mind remained two hours away, thinking about a lean man stretched out on a bed in a hotel room, dozing and watching calves cavort in the sunshine.
The day before the event, she was surprised to get a call directly from Logan.
"Des called and asked if I'd escort you to the party with Madison. He says the job is running behind and isn't going to finish up until early afternoon tomorrow. He doesn't plan to be late, but he said it makes more sense for us to meet him there, since he's going to have to go by his place first to get changed."
"No problem." But she was curious. There was an interesting formality to the call, Logan calling her personally, rather than Des texting her. "I know this sounds strange, but is this an etiquette thing? A Dom calling another Dom to escort...his sub?" She tried to act as if she was talking generally, not specifically about her and Des.
Logan's pause suggested she wasn't altogether successful, but at least he didn't call her on it. "There's no official etiquette written in stone. But a Master or Mistress picks up cues from their sub and responds to them. Or intentionally sends the sub a message to add to what they're building between each other."
She was standing in the middle of the spacious audience area, normally quite cool when not filled with people, but that wasn't the way it felt right now. Message received loud and clear.
"It's so weird. I look at him sometimes and still don't expect him to be like that. But he so is."
"We all go through our learning stages before we gain confidence in power exchange and taking the reins," Logan said. "But Des is far past that. I've never seen him handle a sub where I didn't feel he was completely in control of the situation and solidly in tune with her needs. He's a through and through Dom."
