“I don’t want you to. No one has spoken back to me like that in years. Keep speaking your mind. Tell me when I’m wrong, and shout at me if I mess up. I can take it,” Alec says. “You’re my equal.” “I’m your kids’ nanny and your employee,” I say. “Equal isn’t even close.” “Fuck that. That’s just a job. That belongs to the world out there.” He nods to the gym door, shut behind us. “It holds no weight here, not between us, and not if we’re going to do this.” “If we’re going to do this,” I repeat softly. “You mean…?” “Yes, that’s what I mean. I need you to talk to me freely if we’re going to sleep
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