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I pushed up to look in his eyes. “Is that so?”
His eyes darkened. “Hell, yeah. You’ll remember that when you go back, right? That you have people here who love you just the way you are?”
I bit my lower lip trying not to kiss this gorgeous man’s perfect lips. “Yeah, Chief. I think I will.”
So now, as I sat on my sofa in Manhattan wondering what the fuck I was doing here when I could be reclining on the sofa with an ungodly handsome man, my email notification sounded. Oh, right. Work.
As much as I was annoyed by Fresh Faces and Dwyer, he had a new assignment for me. When I saw what it was, I almost choked. He wanted an article on twenty-five ways to please your lover. Hell, yeah.
Opening a group chat excluding Molly, I started with my group of girlfriends and Kyle.
Me: Okay, ladies and gent. New article I’m writing on how to please your man. Ready, go!
I’d just leave that out there for a few minutes and see what my friends thought. As I was researching fantasies and kinks, the texts started pouring in.
Maddy: Start a fight over something small. Make-up sex is awesome!
Joy: Do a little striptease.
Kiley: Hold off for a week for an explosive weekend or new lingerie.
Joy: Try a new toy together.
Kiley: Try out some new recipes, something spreadable is always fun.
Kyle: Pop a cork and talk until there’s that moment when you can’t stay apart another second.
Maddy: Or try a new sex pillow. I love pillows!
Harmony: Sit cross-legged in front of each other. Hold each other’s hands. Stare into each other’s eyes. Whisper what you love about each other.
Joy: (fanning myself) I’m so going to try that tonight, Harm.
Kiley: Me too – wow, the connection would be so strong.
Maddy: I was going to suggest a bath together, but nothing can beat Harm’s.
Harmony: It’s not magic, girls. It strengthens the bond with words of affirmation. Learn your guy’s love language. Wash. Rinse. Repeat.
Me: You guys are awesome!
Kiley: What about you, Phoebe?
Me: (spits water across the table) What?
Kiley: What would you do to please your man, Phoebe?
Me: Stay fully clothed.
Harmony: Oh, hon. Ransom doesn’t want that.
Me: Whoa, who said anything about Ransom?
Joy: Babe!
Maddy: Hey!
Kiley: Phoebe!
