“Do you have any kinks?” I read. It’s a pretty broad question, and I glance up to see him looking at me. “You go first.” “Some,” he says. “What are they?” His entire focus is on me, and I feel myself expand beneath it, a piece of paper folded out and smoothed. “I like praising the women I’m with,” he says. “You might have noticed that.”
WHAT DID I SAY EARLIER!!!!
