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)
Declan jumped back in. “I don’t care one way or the other. But is he genuinely upset by his size, or is it something else?”
Oh, had I not been clear about that part?
“Um, he likes that he doesn’t like it. It’s like one of those humiliation things. That’s what made some of the asshole reactions bad because he’s kind of wired to get turned on when he’s teased and it fucked up his head for a while.” People were assholes. “So he hasn’t been dating much lately.”
“So just to make sure we’re on the same page here.” Declan sounded like we were negotiating a new lease agreement, which was kind of hot given Archer’s humiliation thing. “He’s got a small dick and kind of has a love-hate relationship with the humiliation aspect of it, but he doesn’t want me to actually have an issue with it?”
“Exactly.” Smart men were so sexy. “So what’s the consensus?”
I could hear the sexy smile in Declan’s voice as he answered. “No problem here. I’m more of an ass guy anyway.”
God, Archer was so fucking lucky I had to laugh. “Okay, put him back on the phone. Just shove it under the pillow and give me a minute.”
“Give me a sec.” The smile in Declan’s voice had me sighing.
Had I mentioned how lucky Archer was?
After a few seconds, I heard a very Archer sigh, and I laughed. “God, you’re so fucking lucky. He’s an ass guy and the way he said it made it sound like he’s been drooling over yours.”
Archer made an embarrassed squeak. “Really?”
Going over the conversation he seemed to have missed, I tried to give a play-by-play of what Declan had said and what he hadn’t said. After reliving it, I sighed. “He honestly doesn’t seem to have a legit issue with your size or the humiliation thing.”
“I…it’s just…” Archer sighed softly. “I’m worried that this isn’t real.”
Unfortunately, I knew exactly where he was coming from.
“I’d tell you if I had any reservations about this.” But I didn’t. I wasn’t sure why, but there’d just been something about Declan’s voice.
I might not have met my Mr. Right yet…but I had a feeling Archer had.
He just needed to find the courage to go after what he’d always wanted.
“You got this.” Trying to keep the happiness I felt for him in my voice, I sighed. “I expect a full report on what happens next. And god, if nothing happens because you chicken out, I’m going to come find you.”
My threat had him giggling. “Fine.”
Since I knew better than to push him past this point, I grinned. “Now give the phone back to your new sexy man.”
I heard what had to be the rustling of Archer’s pillow before Declan came back on the line, worry in his voice. “Yes?”
“Okay, I brought him up to speed. I’m guessing he has no idea what to do now. He’s really firm and outgoing at work, but with this…yeah, the ball is now in your court.” This was definitely where I should peace out…especially since I was down to one bar. “I’m starting to lose signal again, so I’ll call him later. Oh, he uses stoplight colors for safewords. Have fun.”
As I disconnected the phone, looking out into the rural landscape that was speeding by outside the train, I told myself that one day I was going to be the dramatic, confused sub that got to call Archer about the amazing Dom I’d just met.
One day…
And maybe that day would end up being in Virginia…
Hopefully.
Chapter 1
Bishop
“Oh my god, you’re even hotter together in person.” There was only one way to stop the awkward surprise on Wesley’s face.
Embarrass him.
I knew it would work in person because it’d always worked on the phone.
“Tell me I’m going to get to see a photo shoot in person.” As Wesley’s face turned a fabulous purple color, I gave his hottie photographer boyfriend a grin, completely playing up the aren’t I funny drama.
People had a tendency to notice my size first and my sweet personality second, so I’d long since realized I had to play up the personality part if I wanted anyone to relax. “I’m very open-minded.”
“And a fucking huge-ass jerk.” Wesley finally slapped my arm, laughing and shaking his head. “Stop that. I’ll die of a heart attack or something.”
“Do I get to keep the hottie if you drop dead?” Meeting online friends in person for the first time was always awkward, but driving them insane and making them squirm just like I would on the phone generally smoothed over the weirdness fairly quickly.
Wesley gave his photographer boyfriend a sweet smile. “No, he’s mine.”
Aww, they were so cute.
Pushing back the small jealous part that wanted what they had, I grinned. “I’ve seen the pictures, and I’m pretty sure he shares well. It’ll be fine.”