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)
Chapter 6
Cashel
“We can’t ask him upstairs until we know what his name is. If we ask him up, we’ll do…we’ll do things with him.” Gareth wasn’t the most articulate as he leaned forward between the seat and the door of the car to whisper to me, but he wasn’t wrong.
We’d definitely do things, at the rate the neighbor guy’s smile was getting to us.
“How were we supposed to know that he’d pay cash for dinner? No one does that anymore.” He had to have done it just to fuck with us, but we’d run out of time to figure shit out.
Our sexy and fascinating neighbor was walking around the front of his car, set on being the gentleman or maybe the Dom. He’d said he wanted to help us out and we’d agreed to wait, but that was mostly to panic where he couldn’t hear us.
“What do we do?” Gareth seemed to have decided I was the brains between us, and I wasn’t sure where he’d gotten that stupid idea from. “Do you want him to go upstairs too?”
And do things?
“Would it be weird if I said yes?” That was probably a stupid question but Gareth didn’t seem to think so.
“No.”
He was really taking all of this entirely too well…when was he going to start to panic or question what the hell we were doing?
No, I’d worry about that later, but for the time being, the neighbor’s name was the big sticking point.
“We’re just going to have to confess it.” And hope he thought it was cute. “He’s not the get mad type.”
“It’s worse.” Gareth sighed as the neighbor reached for my door. “He might get sad.”
Shit.
We both must’ve looked ridiculous as he took my hand and helped me out of the car because his eyes were showing how much he wanted to laugh. “You both look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.”
He kissed my cheek, looking sweet and dashing as he glanced at Gareth. “Don’t worry. We’ll figure out how to tackle whatever it is.”
It was us looking stupid and I was really hoping it’d be as easy to get past as he seemed to think. “Okay.”
Yep, I was wonderfully articulate too.
His eyes sparkled, but he released my hand without laughing and went to help Gareth out of the car as I waited patiently and worried. “My wonderful dates look very thoughtful.”
That had to be better than nervous and obsessed, right?
Giving Gareth a matching kiss, the neighbor smiled. “Alright, what do we need to talk about to clear your worries? I thought we’ve had a wonderful evening so far.”
“We did.” The words popped out before I could tell my brain I shouldn’t talk for both of us. “I mean, I have.”
But Gareth had a similar problem. “Yes. We thought it was great.”
The neighbor chuckled and shut the car doors before reaching out to take my hand and pull me closer to them. It seemed that after the safeword discussion he’d become a lot more relaxed about touching us and he didn’t worry about snuggling us against him.
When my shoulder was pressed against Gareth’s arm and the neighbor held our hands, he cocked his head. “Alright, what do we need to talk about?”
Gareth looked at me.
Glaring at him, I couldn’t resist getting frustrated. “This isn’t just my problem.”
He was such a pain in the ass sometimes.
“But you’re better at handling stressful things.” He shrugged when I sighed. “We could have Brady do it.”
That would just make a mess of everything and we’d end up distracted and baking cookies instead of getting Gareth his spanking. “No.”
Now Gareth was the one who sighed as the neighbor tried not to laugh.
I liked that he wasn’t worried, but I hoped he’d stay just as happy when we told him our stupid problem.
Some people were way too easily offended.
“Brady’s mom gave us dating rules, and she wouldn’t like it if I got spanked when I didn’t know your name.” Gareth’s word vomit said I should’ve been the one to do the talking. “Sorry? And now I’m sorry for apologizing again when you can’t punish me yet.”
Neighbor Guy cocked his head but didn’t get mad or laugh. “That is a very smart rule.”
Brady’s mom wasn’t stupid…she was just cute and bossy.
“Would you like to know my name so we can spend more time together tonight exploring the spanking conversation, or would you like to have another date before we do anything else?” The neighbor didn’t seem to think the conversation was insane, but I was starting to think he had a really high bar for what he’d consider too nuts to date.
Gareth thought it was a reasonable question and was mulling it over seriously. I was going crazy trying to be patient, but the neighbor was amazing and just smiled as he waited.