Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Sighing dramatically, Archer had a pout in his voice. “You disappeared again.”
He was right…kind of.
Aside from the odd times that I hadn’t been able to text him at work, I’d always been easy to reach. The train ride from Texas to Virginia had been the only time I could remember where it’d been hard to reach me…except for the last few days.
“What did you do? Do you need bail money?” There was an eagerness in his voice that said he was kind of hoping I’d done something completely ridiculous.
Laughing, I tried to explain. “No, I just…well, I might have met someone.”
Maybe?
“Who? What someone? Why does that mean you can’t answer your phone? Is he making you cut off ties to your friends? That’s not the good kind of weird.” Archer had charged right in, so I knew he’d keep going if I didn’t stop him.
“No, he’s nice.” Cohen was beyond nice. “I just got so wrapped up in our first…date, maybe, that I forgot my phone at Wesley’s place.”
It was probably a date…I just wished I knew how Cohen had seen things.
Archer paused and I’d seen him enough on video chats to know he’d be frowning and have his thinking face on. “Wait. Go back.”
Before I could do that, he huffed and I could hear him moving around. “How do you not know if it’s a date when you ended up spending at least twenty-four hours with the guy?”
So now it was my turn to sigh and sound dramatic…that was usually Archer’s job.
I was just slightly frustrated I didn’t have a better answer. “Well, we hit it off and he asked me if I wanted to go out for a drink or something.”
I tried to keep it vague since I wasn’t sure how to describe it, but Archer jumped right in again. “Nope. Stop right there. Was it a come hang out and I’ll be nice to the new guy kind of thing or something more?”
Okay, maybe that was a reasonable question.
“A bit of both, but the way he was looking at me had me pretty confident it was more.” Cohen had obviously wanted to make me feel more comfortable but then we’d gotten to know each other better…I just wasn’t sure when it’d turned into something more.
“Well, you know my rule. No sex and nothing serious until he’s seen my pup side.” No matter how sexy Cohen was, budging on that rule was nonnegotiable…and thankfully he’d made sure I remembered the rule. “Well, it felt like the evening could be heading in that direction, so even though we hadn’t talked about it being something, I explained it all to him.”
Honestly, with the way he knew a lot of the models at Leashes & Lace, he hadn’t been surprised I was kinky. It’d been the first time in years a guy I’d randomly met hadn’t blinked at the idea of my being a sub or a pup.
It was honestly a bit weird even if it was refreshing.
I must’ve been thinking for longer than I’d realized because Archer sighed and whined. “You can’t just stop like that. I have enough edging in my life without you adding to it.”
Laughing, I shook my head. “Okay, we’re going to come back to that.” Because his sexy new roommate was to die for. “But so I don’t get distracted, yes, he saw my pup, and then things got a bit interesting and we ended up staying the weekend together.”
I tried to sound reasonable, but I ended up giggling. “Do you want all the good details?”
I got another dramatic sigh from my nutty friend. “No, Declan has me in the cage again and that would be torture. Tell me once I’m free and can enjoy it.”
Oh god.
He was so funny.
“What did you do? I thought that was just going to be a once in a while thing if you could behave.” Declan might’ve started off as his slightly unconventional roommate, but they’d gotten close quickly.
Archer sighed. “Well, clearly I can’t behave.”
His dry answer had me laughing again. “I think you like misbehaving.”
“Possibly? But honestly, I didn’t do it on purpose. He was just…and then I…and then bam.” He sighed as I laughed even louder. “I don’t know how it happened.”
He was such a drama queen…so I had to poke him a bit. “Then we need to go back to the basics with your education because I thought you knew what a dick and a hand did together. When a guy and his cock are feeling very special feelings toward one another—”
A loud groan came through the phone as Archer got all huffy. “Don’t say weird shit like that.”
Since it seemed like I’d tortured the poor sub in a cock cage enough, I went easy on him and changed the subject…kind of. “Where’s your wicked Dom? You haven’t been calling me lately when he was home. Like over the weekend, which is also why I didn’t worry about not having my phone this morning.”