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A t his puzzled look, she bit her lip Im scared Ill react exactly as you said Find out more and realize I cant accept a vital part of who you are

That Ill paste on a forced smile, because I ant to hurt you, while ive us a go Ive dated a lot, had a lot of fun, even had ht, they were s you expect to experience, to learn about who you are and what you want This isto hurt a lot more if that happens

He nodded, a quick jerk I know Ih, you dont have to You dont have to be in that part of my life to have me in yours I promise

Of course I do, silly man Her knuckles stroked down his sculpted jaw, her thu restraint in them, his desire to tease her flesh,up souerites for the weekend

She was glad to see a wary pleasure enter his gaze, though a regret as well Then I have to leave you here, he said One of Marguerites conditions for you attending is that I cant see you until this weekend She thought it best if you had some time to think about it, be sure She said if you orried about staying at your place in the interim, you could stay here, in her upstairs bedroom, or at their Tampa house

Chloe wondered what all had been in that conversation, because she saw soested all the things this ht some of her oorries to the surface Brendan, you said Id really be Ms guest, not yours A nd that youll be there aswhat you said For soh she could tell her inability to do so closed him off a little to her Not in an obvious way, for he still stood near her, head attentively cocked, but so shut within him so she wouldnt have to look in there, be forced to walk into that rooh, shed have to be the one to turn the latch, open the rooain No matter what her own conceptions were of what hed just called himself, she realized there were more layers and complexity to it than the stereotypes or websites could address Strangely, that reassured her It meant that there were no hard definitions Like love

Does that h hed respected her desire not to be touched right now, the way they stood so close put their hands so near touching that when he shifted, their fingers brushed Curling her pinky over two of his large fingers ht smile cross his handso the curling strands of hair moved by the breeze across her cheek, to her lips

That will be up to you, Chloe

Chapter Eight

This is just a Chloe sat back in the lawn chair, her tiredan adult Disneyland being built in a week

She tried to curl her legs up underneath her, her favorite sitting pose, and er worried you were coddling me when you made me come here early to help with this instead of Tea Leaves A re you sure you werent a slave overseer in a former life?

Or worse, a personal trainer? I think thats what slave overseers become in this life Physical trainers,over the past few days, youre kind of one in this life Though I get that subh souerite a narrow look Youre doing that thing you do, where you dont say anything and I babble along like a brook on ater steroids

Its because I like hearing you talk You dont filter, Chloe It coht fro to water analogies, straight fro the way

Like bear or ain, souerites typically souerite had also invited her to keep her froht after theyd discovered that new flush of desire, lust, laughter To reinforce Chloes barely there resolve, Marguerite had taken away her cell in one of those only-M-could-get-aith-it moves Told her it would build the anticipation for when shed see hiuerites edict about no contact without question, but she knew in a way Marguerite was right She needed to think about this

Maybe Brendan did too That is, whether he really wanted to show her this side of hiht allin her head Her body ached with those ies, unsure how to react Other tiht end so was for certain, though Whether it was the enforced absence froht after shed rediscovered her libido, or the fact theyd spent the last three days doing all sorts of set up work on a carnival that was going to be all about sensual pleasures, she was nearly feverish with unated desire Reuestroom because she wanted Brendan so badly She wondered if he was the saht, in that state of glorious nakedness, working hi himself in her cunt, her mouth

M, does Brendan like h of ets off on the da herself to ask that, was somewhat euerite crossed her ankles, her legs bare to h from a pair of belted tailored shorts She wore a neat cotton blouse tucked into it, showing a te hair was in a tail, tuood Maybe because of her heightened sense of the erotic, Chloe could well i to have some part of that She felt an odd desire to touch and stroke Marguerite herself Yes Whoever you need to be, at any point, thats who Brendan ant Its the type of person he is