I wasn’t sure what someone had done but there was no way everyone was naturally that into oversharing.
“That’s what I answered.” Still looking serious and like he was slightly confused, Pierce frowned. “Spice can be dangerous for your health.”
“I’m not mainlining ghost peppers. I want someone else to make me pancakes and cake.” Duh.
He finally cracked and the barest grin peeked out. “So you’re going to the naughty men to be naughty too?”
How did he make every conversation dirty?
Well, every conversation as an adult.
“They have fruit on them.” As long as I asked for them that way. “And I have protein too.”
Because they had the best bacon and I was not going to question why it was so good. I might have to add more time to my workouts, though.
“I’m not going to make the fruity joke. It’s too easy.” Again, his straight face was going to make me throw something at him.
“How are you this ridiculous?” Glaring at him only made him smile wider, which was really the only reason I did it. “Aren’t lawyers supposed to be boring?”
The ones I’d met in the past had been boring or crooked…Pierce was neither.
He shrugged, not offended at all as he went back to giving me his boring face. “I’ll be boring when you drag me back to the diner to get your naughty fix.”
I was not an exhibitionist.
At least, I didn’t think I was.
Ugh.
“You’re going to feel really bad if in a year or two we figure out I really was looking for a kink fix.” A sexy knky fix. I was finishing up my naughty dessert fix at the moment and had no regrets about the mile-high chocolate cake. “Then I’ll expect you to grovel very nicely.”
A laugh boomed out of him which made my heart beat faster…he was just that sexy when he was happy. “No. You’ll expect me to find a club for you to visit at that point.”
Maybe.
“I’m from a small town and I visit other small towns on a regular basis. I’m pretty sure the Walmart parking lot has more businesses than my entire town back home.” Not that I really minded that, but it hadn’t left me a lot of time to explore.
Thank the dragons above for the internet.
His smirk said he wasn’t worried about my past or what I might want to explore in the future. “You’ll keep me on my toes, I’m sure.”
He was remarkably unfazed about finding his mate.
“You’re very accepting of all of this.” It was nice but admittedly weird. “I kind of expected more drama from this kind of meeting.”
Instead of answering me, he took us off on a slight tangent. “So you’re the type that had to go over every meeting possibility too?”
We were so well matched it was kind of scary.
“And if I was?” Playing coy just got another smile from him. “What was your favorite way to imagine finding your mate?”
That had his head cocking and him looking thoughtful and adorable. “Well, in my teenage years and high school in general, I kept thinking he’d walk past me in the hallway and we’d have some kind of teen rom-com moment.”
Aww.
That must’ve shown on my face because his sexy glare got worse. “I’m sharing this with my mate for factual purposes and to make sure you know I’m not insane.”
That was questionable.