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Alastair was more than happy to help me move out of my mom’s place. The guy was a fucking trooper and seemed to be gaga for me at the moment. I hoped it would last after he’d lived with me for a month. I had my doubts. I still thought this whole thing would end in disaster, but I didn’t have a lot of options in terms of living arrangements, and sharing space with the hot guy I currently couldn’t get enough of seemed at least entertaining. If we didn’t end up hating each other, it would be a fucking miracle. But maybe there was room in my life for some divine intervention.
Alastair still hadn’t taken me to the Bordello, and I was becoming more and more impatient. I knew the cost wasn’t an issue, since Alastair had entertained multiple men there in the past, and Sebastian and Jacob would give us a discounted rate—I’d already inquired. I wasn’t exactly sure what the issue was.
I had arranged with Esther and Alastair to go get my stuff on Tuesday, because that was when my mom worked all day at the salon. That was, if her schedule hadn’t changed. I still had my key, so there wouldn’t be a problem getting in. None of the furniture in my room actually belonged to me, which my mother had pointed out on numerous occasions, and it was too bulky to worry about, anyway. I’d empty my drawers into garbage bags or boxes and take it all to Alastair’s. It wouldn’t take long, because there honestly wasn’t much. I’d leave the shit I didn’t care about, and she could do what she wanted with it. We’d be quick and gone before she even knew I’d been there.
But I was dreading it.
The weekend before that, I had a rare Saturday night off. Alastair suggested a movie, but I begged him to take me to the Bordello.
I gave him my most winning smile. “As of an hour ago, it hadn’t been booked. I texted Sebastian.”
“I don’t know,” he said, looking worried. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. Oh, my fucking God, Alastair, I’ve been begging you for three weeks.” I narrowed my eyes. “Why don’t you want to take me?”
Alastair shook his head. “I do want to. It’s only…” He looked everywhere but at me.
“What? Whatisit?”
He shrugged. “It’s because…I like you so much.”
“Okay?” I failed to see the problem.
He frowned. “I’m nervous about sharing that side of myself with you.”
I took a deep breath because that was not what I’d expected.
“You do remember I work at Maverick Molly’s?”
He seemed aghast. “Not in the Bordello, though. Right?Right?”
“For fuck’s sake, it’s a kink club, not a whorehouse. Jesus,” I said. “But I’ve seen all the stuff. I know what goes on there. Mostly.”Do I? Do I really?
“Really?”
“Hey, I watch porn. I’m not some little innocent girly-boy. I don’t even think I’m vanilla, if you want to know the truth.”
He gazed at me, then folded his arms across his chest and licked his lips.
“You watch porn?”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake. Duh.”
He searched my face. “What kinds of porn?”
I cleared my throat and looked at the floor. So we were going to have this conversation, were we?
“I’m extremely partial to looking at gigantic cocks, so it’s mostly that. But lately”—I flashed my gaze to his then back to the floor—“I’ve been searching out a lot of kinky stuff.”
“Huh,” he said.
“Yeah, huh. And I like watching it.”
He smiled. “Do you?”
I sauntered over to where he was sitting on the sofa.
“Maybe you should tell me about the things you like to do to your boy toys in the Bordello, and I can tell you if I’m interested,” I said, straddling his lap and kissing him on the corner of his lips. “Please do go into detail.”
