“When’s the last time you’ve eaten?” “I’m not sure.” I have a one-track mind, and it doesn’t involve food. “That’s discomforting, Lil.” “I eat,” I defend poorly. I see him pulling my robe in my fantasy. Maybe I should drop it for him. NO! Don’t do it, Lily. I finally look up and he watches me so carefully that my face immediately begins to heat. He smiles into a sip of his glass. When he brings it down, he licks his lips. “Do you want me to unbutton them, love, or should I wait for you to get on your knees first?”
