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I shrugged. “Why not? Why ruin a good thing?”

She narrowed her eyes at me. “Because I don't want you fucking other chicks.”

I laughed. “Is that what's bothering you?”

“Do you want me to fuck other guys?”

Thinking about Dixyn with another man made me want to break something. “No,” I gritted out.

A satisfied smirk curved her lips. “Well, why not?”

“Because you're mine,” I growled.

“Well, then maybe we should talk about this … us.”

When she put it like that, I could see her point. “Fine.” Leaning back in my chair, I crossed my arms over my chest. “Go ahead—talk.”

“Look, I don't want to be an old lady. I've already told you that. But I also don't want you fucking other women if we're going to keep doing this.”

“I can live with that.” I didn't really have a desire for another woman since meeting Dixyn, but I had needs. “But you need to be available when I want you if you don't want me fucking someone else.”

“Fine with me.” Dixyn looked pleased, like a cat that caught the canary.

I chuckled. “What else, kitten?”

“Well, I think everything needs to remain secret. If anyone knows, we risk being exposed.”

“Makes sense.” I liked having Dixyn as my dirty little secret, so I had no problem with that.

A smirk curved my lips. I couldn't believe what we were talking about.

Dixyn started smiling also. “What?”

“Nothing, kitten. Just hard to believe we're really talking about this.”

She nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

“Any other rules?” I teased, giving her a wry grin.

Playfully rolling her eyes, she shook her head. “No.”

“Good,” I said, standing up. I plucked her out of her chair and tossed her over my shoulder. “Because I'm tired of talking.”

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