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“Cool.” Which is exactly how Rhea tried to play it when she said, “What thought has been turning you on lately?”
This was how Paige knew she had been married for so long. Only in a relationship like theirs could they bluntly ask each other such personal questions andnothave it be weird.
“Are you saying you don’t want to start with your fantasies?”
“I insist that you go first.”
Paige conveniently picked that moment to eat more of her dinner. Didn’t a woman need time to think and formulate thoughts? Rhea couldn’t simply put her on the spot like that and expect an answer as if Paige had one loaded in the chamber all day. Besides, this wouldn’t be the first time they talked about their fantasies over the dinner table.
Yet, as Rhea had implied, it had been awhile.Perhaps they were due an update. Things had changed a bit, hadn’t they?
“I told you about one of my newer clients, right?” Paige cut through her noodles to minimize the mess she made when she stuffed spaghetti into her mouth. “The FansOnly star who recently moved to West Hollywood because it’s where her agent wants her?”
“I didn’t know FansOnly people had agents.”
“They do if they got their start in regular old porn.”
“I see…” Rhea tapped her lips with her finger as she surveyed the board game before her. Did she realize how close she was to winning? “I think you’ve mentioned her before. Her name was like… Denise Dingo or something.”
Paige couldn’t help but laugh. “Carmen Coyote.”
“I was close.”
“Notevenclose.”
“It’s the same general association. Anyway, is she hot?”
“Of course she’s hot. The woman is a full-time sex worker. She’s got almost everyobjectivelyhot factor down. The only reason she comes to my gym is because she wants to maintain what she already has going on. I think her agency pays for it.”
“Damn. That must be nice. I wish my publisher paid for me to maintainmylooks.”
“You’re an author! You’re not out there selling your face and body on the internet.”
“I mean, Icouldbe…”
Paige almost choked on a piece of vegetable. “I’d love to see something like that.”
“Would you?”
That was the last thing Paige expected to hear from her wife. “Rhetorically speaking, of course. Unless…?”
“You did not just pull anunless?”
“I mean, is that the fantasy you were going to talk about?”
“Certainly not. Besides, you haven’t gotten toyours.” Rhea crossed her arms. “I’m starting to think you’re shy about sharing.”
“Not at all. I was just caught off guard.”
“By what?”
Paige pulled her hair out of the way when she leaned forward. The last thing she wanted was for her recently trimmed ends to end up in her pasta. “By the thought of you strutting your stuff likeyou’rea professional at it.”
“I may be no Carmen Cheetah…”
“Coyote.”
“…But Ididfuck you in front of a small audience a couple of months ago. Have you already forgotten?”
