Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Was that the threshold? Groceries and being bossy?
“I don’t know.” I thought I knew, but it seemed like we needed to have more than one conversation. “Should we ask Brady or his mom? I’m not sure who makes the rules on when people are living together and not just visiting a lot.”
Cash chuckled as he started walking again. “I say we ask his mother.”
Mumbling something about serving the brat right, Cash seemed to be in much better spirits as we headed inside the apartment, but that didn’t last long. Brady and Jude were sitting on the couch like parents waiting for kids who’d broken curfew to come home.
I’d seen it on TV before, so it was easy to recognize.
“I was so worried.” Brady frowned and shook his head. “You were with a stranger.”
Were we?
We knew his name.
We’d given him a blow job.
We’d had dinner with him.
Deciding to take a page from Cash’s usual playbook, I sighed and headed back to put our toothbrushes and stuff away. I’d hoped that by the time I got back they’d have figured out how to behave or I’d have figured out a good answer to the stranger issue, but neither of those happened and Cash was just glaring at Brady.
“When does he stop being a stranger?” Deciding that it seemed like a group discussion topic, I frowned at Brady. “I’m not sure if sexual contact is a deciding factor in that or not.”
Cash’s groan seemed to mean he was voting for it being a deciding factor as he rubbed his hands over his face, but Brady sighed and sounded like his mother. “Oh, no. You need to get to know someone first.”
Really?
Before I could figure out how that made any sense at all, Brady stood up and came over to us. “I was so worried about you. You should talk about spankings with family. I didn’t realize strangers were the only option if I didn’t step in. I’ll be rude. Don’t worry. It can go on the bugs and Jesus list.”
Huh?
Leaning closer to Cash, I tried to whisper. “I don’t know what to say to that.”
Chapter 15
Cashel
“I’m pretty sure we were cockblocked by your Daddy.” Ignoring how crazy that sentence was since none of the rest had made any sense, I was glad Gareth was nodding beside me like it was perfectly reasonable. “We had breakfast and then suddenly we were heading back up here. I’m pretty sure there was supposed to be a morning after something.”
Yes, we were going to stick to the facts and not get distracted by bugs, Jesus, or spiders.
Gareth’s head was moving so fast, he looked like a bobblehead doll. “I was supposed to have a conversation about my spanking, but Bates said I should probably check in with you first. Since when does it work that way?”
He didn’t seem to be being hyperbolic, which made the whole thing feel even stranger.
Gareth realized this was weird.
Brady shrugged, ignoring how odd we both found the conversation. “Relationships change and I think it’s time I started taking a more active role in taking care of you.”
Turning around, he looked over at Jude who just nodded.
God.
Getting his Daddy’s approval, he smiled at us again and seemed to be doing his best to channel his mother. “There is nothing wrong with being curious and we’re here to help answer any questions you have.”
Since when?
Even Gareth cocked his head. “That’s not how this works either.”
It felt like we’d fallen into some kind of alternate dimension and I wasn’t sure what to do.
The way the pod person who looked like Brady just kept going didn’t make it feel any saner. “Curiosity is natural and nothing to worry about.”
Okay.
Still an alien.
“Who are you and where is Brady?” Gareth’s words echoed my thoughts, but he seemed to have decided that he didn’t have to keep them internal just to be polite. “This is weird. We had a sleepover with the guy we’re dating. I found someone to talk to about spankings. He likes both of us, so we’re keeping him.”
Glancing over at me, Gareth frowned. “Is that it? I think that’s it unless I can complain about the cockblocking thing too because I didn’t even jerk off in the shower. Bates said not to.”
“Should you really be submitting to someone you don’t call Master or Sir or Daddy?” Brady’s question seemed nuts to me but Gareth took it very seriously.
“Yes, we don’t have to label ourselves to make other people happy.”
When did he get smart about this shit?
“I called him Sir.” Once. Maybe, twice? “Earlier when Jude came to find us.”
Not that we’d been lost.
“See.” Gareth beamed, pleased to have found a way around some of the crazy logic. “Now it’s not a problem.”
Brady’s gaze was bouncing back and forth between us. “Does it count for you if Cash said it?”