His gaze softened. “It doesn’t have to be complicated. In fact, I can make it exceptionally uncomplicated.”
“Sex is always complicated,” she replied, but there was no punch in her protest.
“No, sex is complex. Relationships are complicated. Friday night was as simple and straightforward as it gets.”
She lifted an eyebrow. “You call that simple? That was like a three-ring circus compared to my former sex life.”
“This further proves how neglected and sheltered you’ve been,” he said, his tone full of graveness but humor crinkling the corners of his eyes. “I can show you complex. Complex, kinky, deviant. Pick your poison.”
She smiled, remembering his words from the other night. I’m a kinky fucker. “Sounds like I’d need to create a whole new page of the list to cover all that.”
He leaned back to grab something on his desk and then reached for her hand. Before she could figure out what he was doing, he stamped the top of her hand.
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