“You were brave enough to come to me at the party. I’ve been shitting myself all week, wondering what you thought of me and if you’d told people. Maybe we both should have said something sooner, but it worked out pretty well for us, don’t you think?” Jake shrugs, stretching out on the floor.
It’s kind of nice, just lying here by his Christmas tree, buzzing more from the s*x, the scene, than from the few drinks he’d had earlier. Jake thinks they had both been careful to stay sober for this. He would never go into a scene drunk because he needs to be able to think straight when he’s taking on the role of Dom. A dominant needs to have a clear head.
“So, are you kicking me out, or are you going to let me order us pizza?” Liam asks.
Kicking Liam out of his place is the last thing on Jake’s l
