“He sure did,” Conor drawls slowly, and I know that he wants to make a big deal out of this. A teachable moment. So I flash him my cheekiest smile. “I hope you lied to him and saved those five euros, Daddy.” I step into him, pretending not to notice the thick swallow in his throat, the way his entire body seems to cease to function. Still holding his eyes, I pluck one of the three tickets from his fingers and slowly walk toward the entrance gate.
Oh yeah he is totally for the dom-sub stuff lmao
