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“So, are you like, together?” Ruthie asked as we took one of our breaks at work. Lacey was finishing up her interviews and taking some boudoir shots today so she wasn’t here, but she’d pretty much been camping out at the café for the past few days. I was going to miss the sight of her in the corner, concentrating and working hard.
“No. We’re just . . . I don’t even know what we are. She’s leaving soon. It’s not even a fling because we haven’t had sex.”
“Do you have to have sex to consider it a fling?” I thought about that.
“I don’t even know anything anymore. I’m just going with the flow I guess.” The flow was good. I loved the flow.
“So what happens when she leaves?” I gave her a look.
“Oh, sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. But it’s nice to think about someone else’s relationship for a few minutes.” I could understand her need for distraction.
“Sorry,” I said.
“Yeah, it’s okay. I’m moving on. I think. Maybe if I say I’m moving on enough times, it will actually happen.” Ouch. She was in a tough spot.
I wanted to say something comforting, but I couldn’t think of what.
“Shit,” she said, looking down at her phone.
“Break’s over.” So it was.
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A few days later was the eve of my five days of idleness.
“So. I have an idea. But I’m not sure if you’re up for it, but hear me out,” Lacey said, putting her hands up to stop any protestations I might have. But I didn’t know what she was going to suggest, so how could I protest?
“Hit me with it,” I said. We were back at the photography studio, hanging out with Murder and talking about our worst school pictures.
“I know I’ve already taken some pictures of you, but I was wondering if maybe . . . maybe you’d want to do a boudoir session? Before I go? Free of charge. No pressure.” I opened my mouth to say “hell no,” but then I thought about it. Why not? Who else would I be comfortable enough with to do something like this? If I put it off, then I was going to be eighty and wondering why I’d never done it. And how bad could it be? Really?
“I think I’ll do it.” Her eyes lit up.
“Really? I mean, not just because I’m excited about the prospect of seeing you in lingerie. I like photographing pretty people.” I bet she did. I laughed.
“You’re hilarious. So, do I have to do anything special?” I didn’t have much in the way of lingerie in my drawers.
“Just bring what you feel comfortable and sexy in. And maybe I’ll have a few little things for you to try on.” Oh, that was interesting. The idea of wearing something Lacey picked out for me turned me on. A lot.
“You’re trying to seduce me,” I said. She giggled.
“Am I that obvious?”
“Uh, yes?” Lacey hid her face.
“I’m not trying to seduce you,” she said, her voice muffled.
“You’re always trying to seduce me. Everything you do seduces me.” She lifted her head.
“Really?”
“Uh, yeah. I honestly don’t know how I keep my hands off you most of the time.” It was a serious challenge. But I wanted to keep things toned down. I was still totally confused about what to do with my feelings for her.
“Well, that’s a bit like the pot calling the kettle black,” she said. I stuck my tongue out at her.
“Real mature.” I shrugged.
“Never said I was.”
