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I brushed my index finger over the yellowing bruise on his wrist. He said, “I don’t know what I would have done if Jess wasn’t there. I’d be in jail right now, J. I wouldn’t have been able to handle it. I couldn’t advocate for myself, I couldn’t calm down enough to speak. But she spoke for me.” He nodded slowly. “She stayed with me. She didn’t have to, but she did. Just like any of you would have stayed.”
There was still disbelief in his voice.
“I’ll protect her,” he said. “No matter what.” He clasped my hand, hardened determination in his eyes. “Don’t feel guilty for not coming with us. Besides, you know I’m not keen on Vincent staying in the city by himself.”
When he put it that way, there was no argument to be had. I nodded, rising with him when he stood up. It was getting late in the evening, and I usually would have gone back inside to keep working. But since it was our rest day from the gym, I hadn’t gotten to see Jess that morning and I really wanted her company. After having her to ourselves during those three days in the mountains, going more than twenty-four hours without seeing her was difficult.
“What are your plans for the evening?” Lucas said, lining up his paintball gun for another shot. As if he’d read my mind, he said, “You should get out of the house for a while. Go pick up Jess and do something fun.”Ping, ping, ping.All of his shots hit their target, and he gave me a cocky smirk. “See? I got it handled.”
Arms folded, I said, “Except you’re not taking your paintball gun to the sideshow.”
“Eh, whatever, I still have good aim with my fists,” he said. I could see him watching me in my peripheral vision, waiting for me to make eye contact. But I didn’t want him to see the worry still lingering on my face. “Look, if you’re still nervous about it, you should get Jess signed up for a self-defense class or something. You’re in the gym every morning anyway.”
There certainly wasn’t enough time to teach Jess any serious self-defense skills before the weekend, but it still gave me an idea.
***
Usually I would havegiven Jess more warning, but I was feeling spontaneous. I called her as I drove toward her house, and she picked up on the second ring.
“Hey! I just got out of the shower,” she said. “What’s up?”
I tried not to get too distracted imagining her all naked and wet. “Got any plans tonight?”
“Nope,” she said, before adding slyly, “Unlessyouhave plans for me?”
I chuckled. “Damn right. I’ll be there in ten.”
“What?! Wait! I can’t fix my hair in ten minutes!”
Twenty minutes later, Jess met me in my car just around the corner from her house. Her hair was styled into perfect blonde waves, her black skirt and red blouse giving her a darker look than I was used to seeing on her.
“What do you have on under that skirt, princess?” I said, after she leaned across the center console to kiss me. The skirt was tiny — almost microscopic. A very intentional tease.
“I guess you’ll have to find out later,” she said sweetly, crossing her legs as she settled into her seat. “What’s the occasion anyway? I hope I’m dressed appropriately.”
“The way you’re dressed is perfect,” I said. I really needed to keep my eyes on the road, but with her looking so damn good beside me, it was difficult to focus. “Absolutely perfect. No occasion for it; I just felt like seeing a movie.”
I didn’t need anoccasionto want to spend time with her. I was thinking about her almost constantly, I missed her when she wasn’t around. When I was with her, I felt I’d chosen to do something risky, like climbing to the top of the highest diving board despite barely being able to swim. Just talking to her was a rush, touching her was intoxicating.
“Have you been to the drive-in theater before?” I said, and she shook her head. “They do ‘Throwback Thursdays’ and have older movies playing all day. Today they’re showing ‘Secretary.’ Have you ever seen it?” She shook her head again, and I grinned. “I think you’re going to like it. It’s pretty kinky.”
“Kinky?” she laughed in surprise. “Are you taking me to see aromancemovie?”
“Don’t sound so shocked,” I said. “I like romantic shit too, you know.”
The last time I’d seen this film, thelastthing I’d cared about was any romantic aspects; it was the BDSM that drew me in. It was the first movie I’d ever seen portray a Dominant and submissive relationship. That alone blew my mind.
Films with violence, torture, and death were easy to find — but movies that portrayed anything close to realistic kink were practically unheard of. It didn’t make much sense to me why consensual sex could be considered more taboo than murder. But maybe that was why I didn’t get along very well in “normal” society.
There was already a line of cars waiting to buy tickets when we reached the theater. We got a good parking spot inside and had some time to spare before the movie began, so we walked over to the concession stand for popcorn and candy. We both had a weakness for snack foods, and ended up with far more than we planned for. We dumped it all into a pile on the center console, and spent the first half hour of the movie stuffing our faces with candy.
When the first spanking scene started, it was as if the air around us was instantly charged. Glancing at Jess out of the corner of my eye, I saw exactly the reaction I was hoping for. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, her lips parted slightly as her breathing deepened. She squeezed her crossed legs together for a moment, and I grinned at her obvious attempt to stimulate herself.
“Enjoying the movie so far?” I said.
“Oh yeah,” she said. “When you said it was kinky, I still wasn’t expecting a whole spanking scene.”
It was impossible to keep my eyes on the screen anymore; I only wanted to watch her. “When I was younger, before I really understood what I liked and why, I got way too excited every time I found a movie that had spanking in it. Even if it wasn’t supposed to be sexy, I was still into it. I tried so hard to excuse it asanythingbut a fetish.”
