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The air between us is calm as we drive to a restaurant in Brooklyn where they seemed to know Baxter’s name. The place is quaint, small, and dark, with little red candles on each table.
“This is nice.” I look around, noticing black and white photos on the walls.
Baxter’s lips curve up in a way that makes me want to giggle. “Honestly, I’ve never brought a date here.”
His words make me feel special, and I squeeze my legs together as desire builds. “Is that what this is?”
“I would like to think so.”
He still has no clue what I do for a living, but that’s my fault. I’ve allowed him to guess what I’m about and never once told him. I should tell him. When he called and I met him for dinner, I didn’t think I would care this deeply about him. And once I started to care, he lashed out.
I toy with a napkin on the table, thinking about us. “We need rules.”
“I’m game,” Baxter says.
“You haven’t heard my rules.”
“Tell me. I’ll do anything.”
I lift my brows and shake my head. "Oh, Baxter, you shouldn't have given me free rein."
He rolls his eyes. “It’s not like you’re going to go all crazy on me. I’ve known you for years.”
An appetizer of ravioli in a white sauce is placed on the table between us. We haven’t ordered anything, but I guess the staff really knows Baxter.
I take a bite and moan. “This is good.”
“Everything is good here.”
“Do you come here often?”
“I do. I like to think here.” Baxter takes a bite of food then puts his fork down.
I can’t help but tease him. “What if I say I want to tie you up and paddle you?”
His cheeks turn red. “I’d say yes.”
“You would like it.” I throw back my head and laugh.
His nostrils flare and he shakes his head. It’s fun being with Baxter, almost like old times.
He clears his throat before speaking. “Okay, give me the rules.”
I try to look like I know what I’m talking about. I haven’t even thought about rules before now. “No booty calls,” slips out first.
The corners of his mouth lift in a slight smile. My heart beats faster. “Fine, but if you want sex, you’re free to call me. I’ll say yes to your booty calls every time.”
I laugh and take a little sip of wine before eating another bite of the delicious food. He's being funny, and I like it. “No yelling either.”
He sobers and nods. When his gaze meets mine, it causes a shiver to skate down my back. “Okay, I’ll admit that’s going to be hard. I’ve done some deep introspection while you were away.”
“What did you find?” I ask between bites.
“I’m an asshole.”
I almost have to spit out my food from laughing so hard. He shrugs when I’ve recovered enough it seems like I’m not going to choke.
“What can I say, it’s true. I’ve been a jerk.”
