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“Maybe we can go back downstairs and discuss it,” I said.

“Can’t we talk about it in here?” she questioned.

I reached out and took the dildo from her hand and placed it back on the shelf. “Randi, I don’t know how else to say this, but I can’t have a serious conversation with you surrounded by all of this,” I stated.

She looked around, nodded and left me standing in the room alone.

At least she finally understood my…situation. Now all I needed was a few minutes alone to…compose myself again.

When I joined her downstairs, Randi was paying the pizza delivery guy and closing the front door.

“Maybe we can start again. How about another glass of wine and some pizza?” she asked.

I didn’t care what we ate at this point. I was starving, but it wasn’t for food.

Nodding, I took a seat at the kitchen table and neither of us mentioned the awkward moment upstairs. Even though tonight hadn’t gone exactly as I wanted it to, at least I knew what we were going to do on our next outing. A concert.

And if we enter that room again, it’s not going to be to pack it up. It’s going to be, break it in.

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