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Genny kept talking.
“When you speak, there’s no one else in the room. He was wound up, I suspect he’s still wound up, but the longer you acted like it was all okay, the more he settled in.”
So I did. I did give him what he needed.
Now I felt settled.
I watched Zoey fall back with the ball, Hale took off like a rocket, Chuck tried to keep up with him, but failed, and Hale caught the ball Zoey sent zinging his way. Crossing the beach from covering Carole, Duncan tagged him right before Hale ran over the goal line they’d dug into the sand.
Chuck was bent double, hands to his knees, wheezing.
Fliss was at the water’s edge, shouting, “Look! A crab!”
“She’s so bad at this,” I said.
Genny laughed softly.
“He’s had it shit,” I whispered to the sea. “If I let it, I get consumed with trying to figure out how to sweep it all away and make him happy.”
“You can’t sweep it away, Elsa. So just concentrate on making him happy.”
Good advice.
I looked to her and nodded.
She reached out and squeezed my knee.
Then she rested back into her hands, like I was, and we watched people we cared about play a very lopsided game of football.
“The call was about you, yes,” Genny said apropos of nothing. “But it was also about the wedding. We’re all working hard to keep it a secret, but Chloe and Judge are getting married soon, and Chloe had some things she needed to run by me.”
I closed my eyes, opened them, turned to her and smiled.
She moved to pat my hand this time.
“Touchdown!” Zoey shouted.
We returned our attention to the game.
* * *
We startedwith Hale ordering me to my knees at the side of the bed where I sucked his cock.
We ended with him bending me over the bed and fucking me.
Now we were in the bed, cuddled up, listening to the sounds of the sea.
As for me, I was sensing something was different with tonight’s sexual activities. He was usually seriously bossy, obviously, but tonight he was bossier. Rougher. Not in a bad way. I enjoyed it. Nor in a detached way, he was right there with me.
He still was working something out.
Controlling his environment, controlling me, after his control had been taken away from him.
Maybe?
That day, while Fliss and Carole cavorted in the pool, my crew and I toured the garden where the network had decided we were filming the interview. I’d left Chuck and Zoey behind to build camaraderie with the local team while I’d gone to lunch with Mankowitz, who at the time introduced me to Maggie Mae. I was meeting Fuller the next day. And we were filming the interview the day after.
Even so, I’d taken the opportunity to look up a few things, and I dived as deep as time allowed.
