Page 130 of His Secret Gift

Dry Run – Kayla

“Well?” Callie is at the ready when I return to my room.

“Well, what?” I walk right past her.

“Are you kidding me? You finally have your big romantic day with Jack, and now you’re playing dumb with me. Details, girl! I want details!”

She’s wearing an oversized white t-shirt that looks like a dress on her, and she has as much hair as she could get up into a matching scrunchy.

“It was nice.”

She scoffs and bangs her foot against the floor. “Nice? Please.”

“Ah, fine.” I plop down on one of the couches, and she joins me, propping her chin on top of closed fists. “At first, we just skipped rocks.”

She gives me a funny look. “You… you skipped rocks. I haven’t done that since I was a child, but okay. Keep going.”

“Then, we did theDirty Dancinglift a bunch of times.”

That seems to make her wriggle. “Okay, now we’re getting somewhere. That’s hot. Some Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling action.”

“The last time was on the sand, and he held me before putting me down, and I kissed him.”

“Mhm, mhm.”

“… and then we did it.”

“Where?”

“On the beach.”

She shoves my shoulder. “Oh, my god. I swear, this is like a freaking movie.”

I then shrug my shoulders. “I also found out that I like dirty talk.”

Callie’s mouth opens wide. “Shut up. What did you say? What did he say? Did you ask for it?”

I shake my head. “He brought it up.”

“Huh. Jack Shelley is a dirty talk kind of guy. Interesting.”

“What’s wrong with that?” I’m almost offended for him. I don’t see anything wrong with it.

“Nothing, nothing at all. I just wasn’t expecting that. I suppose I figured most high-powered men like him are more simpy in bed.”

“Simpy?” I’m not familiar with the word.

“Yeah.” She’s acting like it’s the most widely known thing in the world or something. “Like someone who is submissive in bed.”

“Oh.” Then, my mind flashes back to some of the things he’d done to me on that beach. “That he is certainly not. Although, I also wouldn’t say he’s particularly dominant either. He was just… him. Does that make sense?”

She nods. “Yeah, not every sexual interaction has to include particular power dynamics like that. But maybe you should try it.”

My eyebrows furrow. “Try what?”

“Being a little bossy. If I was a betting man, I’d put my fortune on the fact that he’ll like it.”

“Me?” I can’t imagine dominating a man like that. Although, I’ve also admittedly never tried.

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