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“Sometimes you sound so crazy. But then, you convince me.”
“Crazy isn’t an on-off switch. Everyone’s crazy…when they’re being irrational.”
“And everyone’s irrational.”
He nods, lips pressed together. “And what will the irrational mind do?”
“I don’t know.”
“Anything,” Dane says at once. “The irrational mind will doanythingand justify it to itself.”
That’s an awful thought. But the sinking in my chest tells me it’s true. I’ve done things I never thought I would do.Often.
Dane makes me feel wild and untethered but also like I don’t have to be afraid of the worst parts of myself. Like I could at least throw a leash over the monsters—and maybe even tame them.
“Do you trust me?” he says.
The answer comes easily, so easily I’m surprised.
“Yes. You came clean with me, and I’m clear with you. I think you want good things for me, and you’re showing me that every day.”
Dane gives me a wicked look. “I think I was pretty soft on you all along.”
I laugh. “I can’t say Ihatedanything you did…”
“And some things became quite a favorite…” He slips his fingers down the front of my shirt and pinches my nipple, gently tugging at the ring.
Dane is a master at linking up sensations in my body. The way he plays with my nipples and my clit makes it a near certainty that when he touches one, the other instantly awakens.
I squeeze my thighs together around his leg, my shorts riding up so his jeans rub against my pussy lips.
He turns me on so fast, it’s embarrassing. I’d like to have a little dignity, but it feels so good to sink into the feel and the smell of him. There’s something so pleasing about the texture of his skin under my hands, I’m always reaching under his clothes to touch his body.
“I want to show you that video,” Dane says. “From when I hypnotized you.”
Iwant to keep kissing his neck and maybe pull down my shorts, so we’re not on quite the same wavelength.
I try not to pout as I lie back in the hammock, saying, “…Okay.”
My heart rate is already increasing. I don’t know why I freaked out so bad the day Dane tried to show me the video of our hypnotism session, but I sure as hell didn’t want to see it then, and right now, my body’s sending the same message.
“Maybe we could watch it later…”
“Relax.” Dane puts his arm around me, pulling me against his warm chest. “I promise, you had fun.”
That intrigues me enough that I sink into Dane’s incredibly calming body heat and let the hammock sway.
He pulls up the video from our second session. It seems so long ago even though it’s only been a few weeks. The on-screen version of myself looks tense and nervous, especially when Dane gets close. That Remi wasn’t as comfortable with that Dane.
But as he goes through the visualization portion of the session, I watch my shoulders loosen and my head droop and my breath become slow and steady.
“How do you feel?” Dane asks in that low, smooth voice of his.
“Good…,” the one-screen Remi says. “Relaxed.”
It sounds like me, but also…it doesn’t. My voice is softer and lower and looser. Like I surf for a living. Like I know what I’m doing.
I stare at this new version of myself on the screen, who sits calm and still, who doesn’t fidget or wince. No, this Remi is smiling slightly, eyes closed without the slightest concern for what Dane might be doing or how she might look to him.
