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“What things?”
“Dom things.” This time the smack he gave her ass was completely playful as he propelled her out the door. She bounced out in front of him like an energetic puppy. Amazing the change a couple cups of coffee could make.
Or maybe it wasn’t the coffee at all. Just having spent his morning with her, even though it was far earlier than he usually woke up, he had a hell of a lot more energy than he usually did. Happiness could energize a person even better than coffee.
Lexie hated her job.
Okay, that wasn’t true. Yes, it was occasionally tedious. Yes, there were occasionally patients who drove her up the wall. Yes, sometimes the doctors or nurses were rude if they were in a hurry. But usually she liked her job. She liked that it was different every day and yet the tasks were always the same, something she could count on, and she liked seeing different people. Sometimes the regular patients would chat with her, and that was nice too.
However, today she hated her job, because it was keeping her from Patrick. Every second she wasn’t busy doing something felt like it was hours long. In between her tasks, she was texting her friends. First thing she’d done, after leaving her house, at the very first red light she came to, was send out the same text to all of them.
Patrick and I made up... and we’re a couple!
She hadn’t quite known how to phrase it, really. Patrick wasn’t the kind of guy who looked like a ‘boyfriend.’ The word was too immature for him, and not at all descriptive of the kind of relationship he wanted. Demanded, really. Saying she was his submissive didn’t seem to quite encompass everything that she felt about him. Calling them a couple seemed to be the best way to put it.
Telling her friends made it feel a bit more real. Not that she thought she was dreaming anymore, but it did feel like she was in a kind of dreamland. All morning, since she’d woken up, she’d been floating on air. Being with him had felt completely natural and wonderful.
Although now she couldn’t stop worrying that he was suddenly going to change his mind, or she was somehow going to mess everything up. Getting what she wanted made her more anxious than wanting what she couldn’t have! Now there was always the chance she could lose it, and that would be so much worse. Logically, she knew her worries weren’t entirely rational, but she had trouble letting them go.
Fortunately, work and the texts now coming back from her friends were helping distract her, but what she really wanted to do was get back to Patrick. When she’d been with him this morning, there had been no question he’d been happy to be with her. Texting with her friends helped though, renewing her sense of excitement and happiness as she gave each of them a quick synopsis of last night.
Maria’s text had been filled with happiness for her, while Hilary and Angel were both supportive but a little more wary. Poor Leigh had been confused, and Lexie had had to back track to tell her everything that had happened. Which had resulted in Leigh apologizing for not knowing in the first place, even though it wasn’t her fault. Lexie just hadn’t wanted to pile on to the drama Leigh was already dealing with. Hilary and Jessica both demanded to get together in person, which resulted in a round of group texting finding out when everyone was available. They ended up settling on Happy Hour on Wednesday, which gave Lexie something to look forward to.
Also, she had a feeling it was a good idea to make plans with her girlfriends quickly, because part of her wanted to devote every minute of the week to Patrick. He wanted a full-time submissive, not a clinging vine, and she didn’t want to lose her friends just because she finally had the man she wanted. Besides, she was spending the night tonight, seeing him tomorrow night (and she was going to pack an outfit for Wednesday, since she had a feeling he would insist on her spending the night tomorrow night too) so going out Wednesday night was for the best. Give them a break after two nights together.
She also dashed off a quick email to Jake, giving him a very brief and not too informative update on what had happened between her and Patrick. Hmm... she’d need to tell her parents at some point too. Definitely before Patrick talked to them. While she was pretty sure they’d be okay with it, although possibly a little worried about the age difference, she didn’t want Patrick to see any initial doubts or anything. They were more his family than his own parents in a lot of ways, and she knew how much their opinion meant to him. Definitely better if she prepped them.
So she called them that night, while she was packing up her bag. Two days’ worth of work clothes, just in case, an outfit for Stronghold, some pajamas (if Patrick even let her wear them), underwear, socks, toiletries...
“Lexie! Hello, sweetheart,” her mother trilled, as soon as she picked up the phone. The excitement in her voice made Lexie cringe a little. She really needed to call her parents more often. See them more often too. It was just that days went by so quickly and the next thing she knew, a month had passed. Although, her mom stalked her Facebook and left comments on everything, so it’s not like they didn’t know what was going on in her life for the most part.
“Hey mom, how are you?”
“Good, good. I just got home from my book club.” Lexie’s mom had been an event planner before she’d had kids, even though Jake and Lexie were both out of the house, she seemed happier doing her own thing rather than going back to work. Luckily, since Lexie’s dad made good money as an engineering consultant for the government, she didn’t need to. Plus, it made it easier when they had to go overseas for her husband’s job.
“Reading anything good?”
“Mmm, a biography about Marilyn Monroe. It’s not really my thing, but it’s interesting.”
“That’s good.”
“Mmm hmm... So what do you need, sweetheart?”
“Need? Who says I need anything? I don’t just call you because I need something,” Lexie said, partly teasing but also a little disgruntled. She didn’t do that, did she? A little bit, she supposed. But she did also like knowing what was going on with her parents. She really did need to call and get over there more often.
“You’re just calling to chat?” Her mother definitely sounded a little surprised. Dammit. Lexie vowed to herself that she was going to call more often. Just to chat. Be a better daughter. Geez.
“Well, I’m calling with news... of a sort.”
“You got a new job?!”
Lexie rolled her eyes. “No. I like my job, remember?”
“You can’t blame me for trying.”
“Sure I can. I’m not quitting my job. I love my job.” Except for today, but that was different.
“So what’s the news then?” her mother asked, sounding even more curious now.
