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He gets up and grabs something from his pants and when he sits back down, he hands me a credit card. I just stare at it, confused. I’d never seen a black one up close before. “What’s this for?”
He shoots me a smile, excited like he just came up with the best idea anyone had ever heard. “Figured you could go shopping.”
“For what?”
He chuckles. “Whatever you want.”
I blink at him, suddenly realizing what he wants me to do. “Yeaaaah, I don’t think so.”
He frowns, confused. “Why?”
“Because…this just feels…cliché. The married man spoiling his…” I give him a look and point to myself, to avoid saying the word he doesn’t want to hear. “To keep her from leaving and-or happy. It’s a little insulting.”
“I…didn’t mean to. I just thought…you’d want to?” He sighs and drops his card on the table and I hope I haven’t offended him, but this is just not what I want. “It’s just what…” He trails off. “I’ve never had a woman say no to that. I’m not doing this to keep you from leaving. I want to do this.”
“And I’m not saying you can’t. But maybe…get to know me and find out what I like so you can buy it yourself? It’ll mean more to me coming from you anyway and not just things I picked out on your credit card.”
His eyes narrow but I see a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. “You’re…different.”
“Don’t get me wrong, it’s a lovely gesture and I appreciate it, but this is still all very new and…I’m just not very comfortable with that.” I take another bite of the French toast that is easily one of the best I’ve ever had. “You’ve already spoiled me plenty.” I bite my bottom lip. “There’s a lot of things I like about you, Chris, and I don’t even think your money cracks the top ten.”
The one thing I love about a luxurious hotel is the bathroom. The bathtub and shower situation are usually unbelievable and I am ecstatic about taking a bath in what some would call a small swimming pool. Almost an hour after breakfast, I’m sitting in the bathtub, a mountain of bubbles as high as my neck as I read on my Kindle when Chris walks in.
“What are you reading?” he asks and I give him a smirk before putting it to sleep and setting it down on the ledge.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Sounds like something spicy.”He says as he raises his eyebrows up and down a few times.
“Maybe,” I tell him with a wicked grin.
“What kind of smut do you like?”
“All kinds. I do not discriminate.” I giggle because really, I don’t. I have a password on my Kindle for a reason. I’m not ashamed but I’d rather my mother not know what I’m reading if she picks it up to be nosy. And she absolutely would.
“Anything you want to act out?”
I can’t even stop the smile from breaking out across my face. “What?”
“Isn’t that a perk of having a boyfriend? Make him do all kinds of shit you read in your spicy books?”
I think my brain momentarily short-circuits hearing the word boyfriend. Okay, I know he’s made multiple points about us being long term but it all felt so abstract. Hearing the term boyfriend feels real and final and…legitimate.
Could I really be a girlfriend to a man that also has a wife?
“Okay, first of all, boyfriend?”
“What would you prefer to call me?” He pulls his shirt off and my pussy reacts as my brain is already convinced that he’s getting in the tub with me.
“I guess I…hadn’t really thought about it.”
He slides his sweats down his legs revealing his bare dick and my mouth waters for a taste of him. “Can I join you?”
“You wait until you’re naked to ask? What if I didn’t want a bath time companion?”
“I thought I’d lead with an offer you couldn’t refuse.” He looks down at his dick.
“What if I peed in here?” I joke.
