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“That’s fine. If it’s something too personal for whatever reason, we’ll do our best to answer what we can and then explain when we’ll come back to the rest. But honestly, I can’t think of anything specific she could want to know that we wouldn’t answer.” The minx seemed like the type to tease about naughty questions but nothing in her personality had said she’d be prickly and deliberately push buttons just to get a reaction.

We’d already dated people like that and I’d come to have a fairly good asshole radar when I wasn’t exhausted and frustrated with life in general.

But no matter how often I thought back about the time we’d spent with her, nothing felt wrong or out of place… well, nothing until the end of the night. The way she’d just left had confused us but she hadn’t been an asshole or crazy.

“I think that’s very reasonable.” As he moved on and gave me options about restaurants and days we could go out, I couldn’t help thinking about how odd this was and how I still didn’t know what his name was or how he was tied to Tabitha.

But things were looking up and if dating Tabitha meant figuring out what to do with her seemingly asexual guardian, well then, we’d just invite him along for the ride.

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“She really wanted steak?” Harper looked between the restaurant and me again as I parked in front of the building. “Are you sure?”

Rolling my eyes since we’d already had this conversation three times, I stopped trying to be patient. “Her guy friend-guardian-dudewhateverhe is gave me a list of options and had everything organized. If this is a clusterfuck and she’s vegan, we’re throwing him under the bus.”

And if she stormed out, we were still going to have a nice steak dinner and a date. It’d been too long since we’d been on a proper date with just the two of us, so if this went south, it was steaks and the club or a movie for us. Anything fun to distract him.

Harper’s lips twitched like he was trying not to smile. “Sorry. You’re right. You already mentioned that.”

Three times.

Three times.

“Thank you.” I hadn’t started out this grumpy but he was definitely pushing me into it. “Now, do you see Tabitha? Guardian dude said not to leave her on her own too long because she’d start to think we weren’t going to show up.”

And she’d probably leave.

I didn’t mention that part, though, because Harper didn’t need anything else to obsess over.

I was glad her friend had given us a heads-up on some of the things that could go wrong but they all added up to form a picture I didn’t like. Someone had done a number on this girl and I wasn’t sure if this would work out or not.

If she hadn’t realized we’d want to date her after the great night we’d had at the club, I didn’t think a regular date would change things. The only thing Harper and I had agreed on to try to avoid any confusion was that we were going to be very blunt and honest about what we wanted.

Subtle would not get us anywhere with Tabitha, so hopefully straightforward wouldn’t piss her off.

God, I was going to be punched again.

Maybe this time it would just be slapped?

“Stop worrying.” Harper didn’t seem to realize how ridiculous it was to tell me that after he’d spent most of the day obsessing over our date. He just leaned over and gave me a kiss like he had no idea why I was stressed. “It’s going to be fine.”

Sure it was.

Nodding, I looked around as I tried to take an inconspicuous deep breath and pointed toward a red car on the other side of the parking lot. “I think that’s her car.”

As weird as the whole thing was, her friend had been helpful, and from what I could see in the vehicle, he hadn’t actually shown up.

So maybe we weren’t dating him too?

“Let’s head up to the door so she can see us.” The one head I could see was moving around, so I was assuming she was trying to see if we’d gotten there yet. “Remember, we’re going to be polite but blunt about what we want and not try to be subtle as we’re feeling things out.”

Because friend guy said that would be bad.

Harper nodded, not trying to hide his deep breath as he released his seat belt. “Let’s go. This is going to be great. She was cute the other night, and even when she was little, she was curious about us and happy.”

He wasn’t wrong… but that didn’t mean he was right about this going great.

Tabitha had been happy and she’d found ways of asking about us and our relationship. She hadn’t seemed to have an issue with spending time with two Doms, so I was hoping that would extend over into dating two Doms.

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