Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Second date?
Swallowing, I shrugged. “I don’t know what number to count this…but…but I think I would like to cuddle with you.”
That wasn’t too much, right?
At least it hadn’t come out like a question.
“Good.” His smile said he liked my decision…and surprisingly enough, the butterflies in my stomach settled down, so they must’ve liked it too. “Let’s go sit down.”
He looked at the bag. “That will wait a few minutes.”
I wasn’t sure what to say, so I nodded again and looked toward my living room. Thankfully, he got the hint and took charge, leading me into my living room as he looked around, curious and so cute I wanted to giggle.
But my brain got scrambled again as he sat down on my couch and pulled me into his lap, bunny and all. I wasn’t exactly a small guy, but compared to Bishop I felt tiny as he cuddled me against his chest. “Now, I think the first question you have is about Cohen?”
Nodding, I decided to let him steer the conversation and just curled into him, letting my head rest on his shoulder.
Fuck, he was tall.
And smart.
“Alright. Let’s see.” He paused and thought as one hand stroked my back. “I met him after you left the party last Friday. We’ve dated a few times but haven’t had intercourse. We have discussed limits and he’s seen my pup.”
Wow.
He was going to tell me everything?
“We’ve talked about the fact that I think I might stay here permanently, but I haven’t made any decisions yet. That led to me basically asking his intentions and we talked about not being exclusive.” Bishop softly chuckled, sounding sheepish about the intensions part, but I thought it was cute. “He doesn’t mind that I’m seeing you, mostly because he doesn’t see you as wanting to dominate me? That seemed to be where he’d have limits. Oh and he called you a cutie, so there’s that too…what else?”
There was more?
“He helped me pick out your bunny and he wasn’t jealous at all.” Bishop paused again, and I was starting to realize it was his thinking sound…or thinking quiet?
Nope, I wasn’t getting distracted, so I thought about what he’d said. Hearing it all spelled out answered a lot of my questions, but it raised a few more.
“And now I’m wondering what you think about my still dating Cohen.” He took a breath as I nodded, even though it wasn’t really a question. “I have to confess I’ve never wanted to…take care of someone like I do you, and while I don’t know if under any other circumstances I would call myself a Dom in any sense of the word, with you it’s different. But I can respect your decision if my seeing someone else is a deal breaker.”
Was it?
I wasn’t sure my thoughts would ever come together in a cohesive way, so I just stopped holding them back and let the words wander out. “What did Cohen think about you not being all sub? I know a guy who’s a switch, and it’s made some of his dates uncomfortable.”
Which was stupid, but some people were idiots.
“Cohen didn’t seem to be bothered by it.” Bishop shrugged, kissing my head sweetly without seeming to realize it. “He was the one who pointed out that I might not be as complete a sub as I thought I was.”
They were both so weird.
Just imagining how that conversation had probably gone made me giggle. Bishop’s laughter said he didn’t mind, though. “I know. It’s ridiculous, but he pointed it out and wasn’t weird. I made sure he wasn’t upset about it and he’s fine.”
And he thought I was cute?
Ignoring that part, I nodded against Bishop and tried to talk again as my fingers stroked over the soft fur of my bunny. “So you’d be seeing me and exploring more of your Daddy side and then…and then being Cohen’s sub? His pup?”
“That’s what I’m picturing, but how does it make you feel? I’m not sure I can guess from your tone. It’s a bit matter-of-fact.” Something sweet and confused in the sound of his voice made me giggle and I found myself squeezing Bunny tight.
“Would you prefer if I was more dramatic?” I wasn’t sure that would help.
He made a humph sound and nodded. “Yes, but less than Eli, please.”
Laughing, I nodded. “Deal.”
He was lucky I was the reserved kind of little and not a brat.
“I’ve casually dated vanilla guys before where we were seeing other people and it wasn’t serious. But I’ve never done anything like this when it’s…I don’t know how to describe it, but this isn’t the same.” Some of the reasons why were obvious, but I wasn’t sure if that was all.
“Because it’s not vanilla?” It was easy to nod as his question came out, and that pushed him to keep going. “Sharing that side isn’t easy and you’re not letting casual vanilla guys see that aspect of you.”