Because you never had someone else in your life.
Now you have Ethan.
He deserves your time and attention. Even if he will leave eventually.
“I’m not very good at this relationship stuff, am I?”
“Who said that?” he demanded.
“Routines are boring. I’m not very spontaneous. And I keep getting upset. Are you sure you’re not tired of this? Of me?”
He cupped her face between his hands. “I will never grow tired of you, Cate.”
“You don’t look at my broken parts and think that I’m too much work? That you’ll never fix me? You . . . you . . .”
“Fix you? Why would I want to fix you? I look at those parts and I think they’re beautiful. You’re not broken, my baby. Every piece of you is precious and special. You are amazing just how you are.”
God, this man. He was amazing. And she wished she had the words to tell him that. “You’re special too, you know.”
He smiled. “Thank you. Also, I’ve seen you be spontaneous. Mostly when you decide you want to suck my cock.”
Cate could feel her cheeks heating. She guessed that she was a bit spontaneous, then.
“You have a delicious cock,” she told him.
“Thank you, baby. I like to get good feedback.” He grinned.
Ahh. She guessed she was being cute again.
“But, seriously, routines are not boring. But what I’m asking is that you work a bit less. I think that we can both agree you work too much.”
“How much is too much?”
“How about no more than forty hours a week?”
Her eyes widened. “I would do that easily in four days.”
“You can do it across five and have proper breaks.”
Was he serious? He looked serious.
“And your boss said to take some time off. You don’t need to work today.”
“I have some things to do . . .” But only a few of them needed to be done today.
He took her hand in his, and she glanced down to see that she’d been tapping her fingers against her wrist.
“I do not want to stress you out. I know you’ve had enough of that lately and getting back into a routine will help. But how about if we tweak the routine and build in some Daddy and Catie-pie time. And some Ethan and Cate time too. Because it is well past the time that I got to taste you.”
Cate sucked in a breath. “You really do want to do that?” She hadn’t been entirely sure. She’d thought he might just want to reciprocate because she enjoyed sucking on him.
“I am dying to do it.”
“It . . . will you like it?” That was kind of a silly question. How would he know if he liked it?
“I’m going to love it.” There was something in his gaze. It felt like heat and possession.
She hoped she was reading him right.