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"Maybe it should be," I say.
Concern flits through his green eyes.
"Maybe both of us need to find someone."
The knot in his brow softens. His shoulders fall. His expression shifts from worry to interest. It's all over his green eyes.
They are so much like Cassie's, but they're so different too. Harsher and softer at the same time. More of a grey-green. Less of a blue-green.
More stern.
More inviting.
What the fuck does that say about me?
No. This isn't a mystery for Dr. Freud. It's pretty simple. I grew up taking care of everyone else. I grew up as the perfect daughter, holding the family together.
Of course, I want to surrender.
To let someone else take care of me.
But I'm no more capable than I was this time yesterday.
"Was the sex good?" I know I shouldn't ask, but it's so much easier to talk about his problems than mine. "With your ex?"
"Good, but not great. Until we broke up. Then it was."
"Why do you think that is?"
"How much am I paying for this session, Dr. Freud?"
"Dr. Freud would say you're obviously anal-retentive and so you're into pegging."
"Would he?" Jackson raises a brow. "I don't remember that part of Physc 101."
"If he was around today," I say.
"Are you into pegging?"
"No," I say. "Have you tried it?"
"No," he says. "But I would if a girlfriend asked."
How the fuck did we get on this topic. "Really?"
"It's only fair."
Fairness again. That's a thing for him. "How is that?"
"I try to stay open-minded."
That isn't how I'd describe him.
"To try anything once," he continues.
"Is that what you expect from your girlfriends?" I ask.
"Not necessarily," he says. "Sometimes, you know something isn't for you. Instinctively. But if it's a maybe, I try to give it a shot. And I ask the same."
