“Maybe I’m too set in my ways with traditional thinkin’.” “Opening our relationship still feels like a final resort,” he admitted. “I suppose I knew that down the road was comin’ closer and closer.” I twisted the bracelet between my fingers in my pocket. He seemed to push for inviting another man to play with us for my sake, and I was happy with the way things were.” So whenever he carefully brought it up, or hinted at it, I stowed it away for down the road.

My playtime days were over, and I feel that way to an extent even today. “When Camden and I became more serious, I wasn’t interested in sharing him-or myself, for that matter-with anyone. He dropped his gaze back to the floor again too. I’d been on the receiving end of this conversation once upon a time, when I’d been with Charles.Īugust sighed and folded his arms over his chest. I smiled faintly and stuck my hands into the pockets of my jeans. I opened my first restaurant before he started kindergarten.” I’d broken a couple hearts and had my own shattered too. For chrissakes, by the time he was born, I was well on my way to becomin’ head chef at a restaurant in Vegas. Some guy twenty-five years younger than you storms in and lets you know what you want in life. “I’m just an old, stubborn fool who hasn’t learned to listen properly yet. August was one step ahead in their kink dynamic, and Camden was one step ahead in their vanilla life. “Is there something wrong with him being so attuned to your connection?” I asked hesitantly. It still baffled me how Camden had extracted that much information about me based on the pictures I uploaded on social media. And how he reads people so well, I’ll never understand.” He’s… He’s incredibly confident and never hesitates to take risks. Few months later, similar when he said we’d end up spendin’ the rest of our lives together. “A couple weeks into our relationship, I just found him precious for saying that we were gonna fall in love. “As partners, I can’t say the same,” he admitted. I can anticipate his needs and be a good Daddy for him.” “I’m supposed to be one step ahead.” He blew out a breath and scrubbed a hand over his face. Knew what? It didn’t feel like the right moment to ask questions. “When you carefully carve out vanilla moments in an otherwise twenty-four-seven-type of kink lifestyle, you don’t get enough reminders that the partner you treat like a little boy on a daily basis knows you better than you know yourself.” The evident defeat in his posture caused my chest to tighten with worry. Such a small, insignificant thing, yet it carried more meaning than I could put into words.Īugust cleared his throat and kept his gaze on the floor. A line had been crossed in August’s world.Īs I waited for him to say something, anything, I clutched the bracelet like Nonna clutched her Rosary beads.

We Have Till Monday by Cara Dee