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I decide to shrug it off and act blasé. "Oh, I wouldn't be surprised if that's what happened. I've told you the kids are little fucking monsters."
"Maybe the parents should have the kids tested to see if there's a learning disability there."
I turn over to face Daniel. "They're just kids. I wouldn't think anything of it."
"Some kids can't express themselves and bite to get the frustration out, which can lead to more behavioral issues."
"There are no behavioral issues." I feel defensive over the fake kids for some asinine reason. "And honestly, how many kids can express themselves at two years old? They're normal little monsters. If I were their parent I wouldn’t worry. Maybe if they were seven I would, but two? Come on. It's not like they walk around just chomping on people."
His eyes harden like I offended him. "I'm a doctor, Aubrey. I see things like this all the time. They need to be evaluated. You should take the issue to the parents."
I'm a doctor. Ugh. Gag me.
I swear Daniel wasn't like this when I first met him, but I feel like lately he's been showing this closeted, loftier side the more comfortable he gets. I can't fucking stand when people walk around announcing what they do for a living, as if they should be held to a higher standard than normal folk like myself. Yes, being a doctor is a selfless career and not for everyone, but he doesn’t have to be a know-it-all.
Plastering on a cheesy smile, I roll him onto his back and drop a kiss to his lips. "I'll bring it up to the parents for you, but I don't want to talk about it anymore."
Internally, I'm cursing James for that bite mark. This is so ridiculous, but since I live a lie when I'm with Daniel, I guess its par for the course. Sadly.
Daniel holds the back of my head and guides my lips to him. My hair falls around us as he says, "Thank you," and kisses me. "Sometimes the physician in me comes out and I don't mean for it to."
The candor in his voice relaxes the tension in my neck, washing away the sour taste in my mouth. I can tell he means it and now I'm wondering if I'm just projecting because my guilty conscience is getting to me, making me edgy. I'm finding fault in things that probably don't need to be looked at.
Sitting up, the sheet slides down my back as I straddle his hips. I grab his hands and place them on my breasts, wanting to feel him. He gives me a tender squeeze and I lean into his palms.
His eyes lower, teeth digging into his bottom lip, and his hands move to grip my hips. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you love sex. Are maybe even addicted to it."
I rock my hips insanely slow, dragging my pussy over his hardening length a few times so he feels that I'm wet and ready.
"Is that your diagnosis, doctor?" I say, slipping into my Valentina voice.
"I love when you fucking ride me," he groans, and I purposely pull my hips back to capture the tip of his cock and push my swollen sex over his length. His jaw flexes, nostrils flare. I can tell he really does love it. "I want you to turn around and sit on my cock like that."
A sigh escapes my throat at the thought.
"Stay the night."
I tilt my head to the side. "Daniel…" I say softly.
He sits up and presses his chest to mine. Wrapping his arms around my shoulders, he says, "Stay with me and I'll do whatever and anything you want. I want to wake up with you in my arms, Aubrey. Stay the night, please."
"What if we get snowed in for three days and you want me to leave but I can't?"
"I beg to differ. I've been asking you to stay for a while now. What's next?"
"I like to sleep naked."
"No complaints here. Next."
"I snore."
"I know you're lying. Next."
"I kick when I sleep."
"I'll kick you back."
My head falls back and I start laughing. Daniel presses his mouth to my neck and places sweet kisses down the column to my shoulder. My laughter changes into a hum.
