Julian and I were on a couch in a sitting room, looking at each other. Julian had made himself comfortable, bringing on knee up onto the cushion so he could more easily face me. I was sitting very still with my hands in my lap.
I was still embarrassed about what had earlier happened with Nicholas. Both our bodies had responded to the position we’d been in, with me on top of him. I could only thank my luck that Julian had no walked in a minute or two earlier, or the teasing would have been relentless.
It was bad enough now, with the knowing smirk Julian kept flashing me.
“So,” I said, trying to get things back on track. “Mental self-defense.”
“Exactly. I’ve been thinking of the best way to help train you, and I’ve decided on role-play.”
I raised a brow. “Role-play?”
“I’ll pretend to b
