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Disappointment filled her as she went to her dresser and pulled out a T-shirt and some shorts. If she had any lingerie she would have worn that, but Kurt hadn’t liked her in anything when he was home, and since he’d been gone she’d reverted back to her old standby.

Alexander waited for her to climb into bed before stripping down to his boxer briefs and joining her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close.

Grace lay there for several minutes listening to their breathing. He was still awake. She could tell. And even though she could no longer see his erection, she imagined he was still worked up. He hadn’t been in the bathroom long enough to take that cold shower he’d mentioned.

“Sir?”

“Yes?”

She scraped her teeth along her bottom lip, anxiety gnawing at her stomach. “I want you to know that I’m ready for us to have sex.” Grace blew out a shaky breath. “I didn’t... I didn’t want you to be holding back because you thought I wasn’t.”

He combed his fingers through her hair. “I’ll take that under advisement. Now get some sleep.”

Grace frowned, but knew it wouldn’t do any good to try and change his mind. At least not tonight. She closed her eyes and tried to enjoy the fact that she’d won one battle tonight. He was there, in her bed.

The next morning she woke up alone. After glancing around the room, she noticed Alexander’s shirt was still folded neatly on the dresser. Grace didn’t think he would leave without saying goodbye, but for a moment doubt had crept in. She immediately felt guilty.

Alexander came strolling into the room, carrying a tray of food. He’d put his pants back on from last night. “You’re awake.”

“Yeah.” Grace looked toward the window. It was still dark out. At least she hadn’t overslept. “What time is it?”

“Five thirty. I was just coming to wake you up.” He placed the tray on the nightstand beside her bed.

She sat up, resting her back against the headboard. “You made me breakfast?”

He grinned and his eyes lit up, pulling her in as they so often did. “Did you miss the part about me insisting you eat three meals a day?”

“No, Sir.”

His gaze softened and he brushed the tips of his fingers along the side of her face. “As much as I love hearing you call me Sir, you don’t have to when we’re not playing. Alexander is fine.”

She picked up the half a bagel he’d brought her. “Sorry. I guess it’s habit. I always called Kurt Sir or Master unless we were around others who weren’t in the lifestyle.”

“We’re still feeling things out. It takes time. But I wanted you to know I don’t expect it or require it unless we’re playing.”

Grace nodded and took a bite of her bagel. “Thank you for breakfast.”

He kissed her forehead and stood. “Anytime.”

She watched him put on his shirt, socks, and shoes. “Are you leaving?”

“You need to finish getting ready for work and I want to get a workout in before I meet Daniel,” he said as he finished tying his shoes.

“Okay.”

Alexander walked back to her side and tipped her chin up until she was looking at him. “I’ll see you tonight.” He ran his thumb over her bottom lip then turned and left, leaving her to finish her breakfast alone.

Tommy was his usual perky self when Grace arrived at the café. He prattled on about the club he and his girlfriend went to the night before, going on and on about how great the DJ was. Grace was only half listening. Beth had smiled at her when Grace first got there, but other than that she’d been fairly quiet. Then again, Tommy hadn’t really stopped talking.

It wasn’t until several hours later when Tommy was busy manning the front register that she found herself alone in the back with Beth. The morning rush was over and they still had some time before people began coming in for lunch. Beth poured herself a cup of coffee. “Want some?”

“No, thanks.” Grace bit the inside of her cheek to keep from adding ma’am.

Beth nodded, brought her coffee over, and sat down. She tilted her chin in the direction of a nearby stool. “Might as well take a load off while you can.”

Grace took a seat.

“You know, there’s no need to be nervous or uncomfortable. I’m still the same person I was two days ago and so are you,” Beth said.

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