Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Yep, I’d figured out a few different ways to make him happy and had submitted but that was the extent of what I’d done right.
Nicholas didn’t seem to understand the seriousness of the situation because he started to chuckle. “First of all, they’re impossible to kidnap because their bodies fit down the drain for fuck’s sake. You couldn’t keep him restrained no matter how hard you tried. Have you ever seen those videos of octopuses getting in and out of crazy places?”
Oh.
When I nodded, he raised his hands in a “see what I mean” kind of gesture. “Yes, they are so nice there’ve been some weird social situations, but we made sure that everyone at the party last night was told to be honest with the humans they were talking to and that they weren’t supposed to do anything they didn’t want to.”
Good.
Yes, that was good.
So maybe he hadn’t been kidnapped.
“You were so tired you were a brat, huh?” Nicholas’s eyes sparkled as his own brat came to the surface. “He wore you out good?”
Ugh.
My blush had him snickering and doing a wiggly happy dance. “I knew it.”
“We’ve discovered how many orgasms it takes before I dry fire and before I become pain-in-the-ass tired.” There was no point in trying to escape Nicholas’s curiosity. “I basically told him he couldn’t leave and he stayed once I fell asleep.”
Giggling, my naughty friend grinned even wider. “He would’ve loved that. Trust me. His biggest worry last night would’ve been having to leave and he was probably working on a thousand different reasons to justify staying.”
Hmm.
I couldn’t remember Jerker trying to talk me out of it.
But that might’ve been because he’d been told not to argue with crazy humans.
“Um, well, he made me breakfast and he didn’t seem to be in a rush to leave.” Even if he’d been human, none of his actions said he’d wanted to leave. “He…he even talked to me about how much caffeine I drank. That means he wants to stay, right?”
Making rules for a sub meant the Dom wanted to see them again at the very least.
Nicholas started to say something but once my brain got going it was like a train and I kind of railroaded over him. “But I forgot to ask about his life and his plans. I don’t know anything about that part of his life. What if he thought I was rude and he decides he doesn’t want to see me again? What if he doesn’t care how much coffee I have at work today?”
I’d been so worried about that, I hadn’t even gotten a cup on my break.
“I was so distracted with wanting more cuddles before we left my apartment that I forgot to ask for his phone number. Does he even have a phone? I didn’t see one.” Had I even looked for one? “But now I’m starting to think that means I just wasn’t paying enough attention. He had pants on. That has to mean he had a phone in his pocket.”
How was I supposed to see him again?
Why hadn’t I thought about that before?
“I talked to him about texting him in the morning if we hadn’t spent the night together, but it took me way too long to realize that he never said anything about texting me back.” How had I missed that? “What does that mean?”
“Well.” Flicking one hand and gesturing toward me, he sighed. “This level of crazy says you’re already starting to bond and you’re missing your mate.”
What?
Luckily for me, he kept going with something I could understand. “He probably didn’t say anything about the texting in the mornings when he doesn’t sleep over because he’s planning on always sleeping over. I’m betting he just decided not to mention that point until he had to.”
Really?
I must’ve looked confused because Nicholas laughed. “They’ve really taken to that ask for forgiveness instead of permission thing. They think it’s basically like Domming with words and they find it fascinating.”
Okay, that kind of made sense…and even if it was a little confusing, Nicholas definitely knew them better as a species than I did.
“They also don’t sleep as much as we do, so he probably had half the night to plot and plan. I’m betting he researched what to feed you and studied that kind of stuff. He also probably figured out a half-dozen different ways to convince you that he needs to come over tonight.”
Oh. I knew about the sleeping thing.
“And have you even checked your phone?” When I just looked stupidly at Nicholas, he sighed and held out his hand. “Gimmie.”
It wasn’t until I just handed over my phone without a thought that part of my brain came back online and asked me what the fuck I was doing.
“See?” Aiming the screen in my direction, Nicholas gestured toward the contacts page. “Unless you’ve always had someone labeled as Mate Jerker in your phone, he did it while you were in brat mode or sleeping.”