Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
No jerking off.
Nothing weird.
I still didn’t know what weird might be, but I nodded and that seemed to make him happy.
“The pups will be doing a shoot tomorrow at seven in the evening because we’re having to work around a few annoying day jobs right now.” His frown said he didn’t appreciate that, and I couldn’t blame him. “But that should give you time to talk about a few things between yourselves and then Leif will be much better prepared to watch the shoot.”
Oh.
“Yes, that gives us time to at least get the conversational ball rolling.” Leif sounded too confident about that for my liking so I went back to hiding under my blanket. “I think it’s going to be a slow process.”
Eli snorted.
He was so rude.
“Don’t get up. I’ll see myself out.” His snotty tone got a chuckle from Leif, which might’ve been what he wanted because he sounded flirty as he stood up. “Thank you for the tea and the fascinating company…and don’t worry, we’ll do this again soon.”
Because of the gear or because he was shockingly nosy?
Leif didn’t ask, so I decided it was probably both.
“It was enlightening.” Leif’s response made Eli laugh as he walked through the apartment, heels clicking until I heard the door shut.
Leif finally let out a long breath and seemed to deflate into the couch, but luckily, he took me with him and snuggled me closer.
He liked cuddling.
“That was the weirdest work break we’ve ever taken.”
Another understatement.
“Sorry?” The whole situation felt like my fault but Leif shrugged.
“No, I’m not sure what your response should be to all this but no one needs to apologize.” His slightly dramatic sigh made me smile. “We might need to avoid the windows more, though. Except for the pups tomorrow.”
Really?
“You can just ignore all that. I promise.” He didn’t have to change his life for me. “I’m not unhappy…just a bit curious. That’s all.”
Leif huffed and I could picture the glare on his face.
“We both get to be happy and there’s nothing wrong with curiosity.” His slightly offended tone was adorable, even though I’d never tell him that. “I just don’t understand it enough to know what to say next.”
And Leif wouldn’t like that at all.
He liked that less than when I’d been doing the nude modeling for the art classes.
“I don’t know what to say next either, so my vote is to just ignore it.” He wasn’t going to let me get away with that, and I knew it even before the words had come out of my mouth.
Or before he’d snorted.
“Fine.” So ignoring it wouldn’t work, but there weren’t any other more reasonable options.
Talk about it?
Explain the weird stuff in my head?
Confess how I felt about him?
Um, no thanks.
I might be curious but I liked a lot about my life and stuff like the cuddling was a big part of it. So what if snuggling with him made me hard? An erection wouldn’t kill me and I had to get a shower eventually.
“I’m going to come up with some questions that you’re going to answer in a timely fashion.” Leif was starting to sound like he was outlining his next project.
He liked planning.
I wasn’t sure this was a good idea, but I didn’t know how to stop it.
“Then we’ll watch the pup photo shoot and I’ll work on getting a handle on what you like about it.” He made it all sound so easy. “At that point, we’ll re-evaluate our plan and map out the next steps.”
That was writer talk for and then we’ll figure shit out.
It was a bad idea but stopping it seemed completely out of my control. He wouldn’t believe lies and telling him the truth was ludicrous. My best bet was probably to delay and evade, but I wasn’t good at that either.
It’d been a miracle I’d managed to keep him away from the pups as long as I had, and that was mostly dumb luck. The fact that he was fairly easy to talk into working a bit longer worked in my favor too, but I didn’t take advantage of that often. He worked too much as it was. He needed a hobby, not for me to stress him out because I had a hobby I was hiding.
Was being a Peeping Tom a hobby?
No, I was doing research.
Yes, that was much more accurate because it was true. I was researching what being a pup would be like and trying to understand the lifestyle.
Yep, it was educational.
“Okay, since it seems like watching the models is out for today, how about we watch a movie? You didn’t have work planned anyway.” Just thinking about it seemed to relax him and I heard him try to hide a sneaky yawn. “I’m not behind on my word counts and there’s nothing due today. How does that sound?”