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Getting to you won’t ever be the problem. Sending you back will be, though. I can feel it.”
Gawking at him all day wouldn’t be enough. It would be much better if time kept still so measurements weren’t a concern and my predatory nature wasn’t peaked. I was intrigued by him, and miserably so.
He was out of this world. I didn’t have to know him to know it. His energy said it all, as well as the purity and authenticity of his laughter and concern for a complete stranger.
“I know exactly how you feel about it, Nami. So do you. I’ve smelled your arousal since you sat down at my dinner table. Instead of seafood, I wanted to have you for dinner, but I behaved. I’m a grown ass man, made thirty-eight today.
“Whether you fuck me tonight or two months from now, I still plan on calling you every single day, blowing up your spot and popping up just to see you smile. Of course we’re strangers now, but that’s how everyone starts off. Almost, at least. I’m not asking you to marinate my dick in the lubricant that you have accumulated between those thighs over the course of dinner. I’m just asking you to stay the night with me.”
It was as good as his and so was I. For now, at least. His to hug and his to handle with the care that he had since he heard my sniffling on the phone. His without a title, because I wasn’t ready for much of anything else. His to call on. His to come through for. His to fuck on and his to suck on. His to consider every day. His to hold as we lay together.

