Page 59 of Tell Me What You Want, Or Leave Me

“Even though what I want most in the world is to undress you and make you mine a thousand times, I can’t right now.”

I protest.

“Flyn is going to come back any minute so we can go shopping.”

“Where are we going shopping?”

My man kisses me over and over, and when I’ve just about lost all my senses, he gives me a little pat on the butt.

“C’mon, we need to buy you something pretty for the big celebration in Munich.”

Hours later, we meet up with Dexter and Graciela while shopping. Together, we have a fun time buying some traditional Bavarian costumes. We’re going to celebrate!

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Oktoberfest, the most important beer festival in the world, begins. Eric has agreed to meet friends and family there.

I’m wearing a dirndl and look like a typical German peasant. I am wearing a long skirt, an apron, a bodice, and a white blouse. I start to put my hair in braids, convinced Eric’s going to love this look.

There’s a knock on my door, and Flyn comes in. He’s incredibly handsome in his short brown leather pants, suspenders, grayish jacket, and little green hat.

“Are you ready?”

“You look fantastic, Flyn.”

I get up and take a spin. “Do I look German dressed like this?”

“You look really good, but you’re like me. Neither one of us has a German face.”

We both laugh, and I go back to braiding my hair. “Please tell your uncle I’ll be down in five minutes.”

Flyn leaves, and I finish doing my hair and spin again, only to find Eric watching me from the door.

“I don’t know how you do it, but you always look gorgeous.”

My mouth goes dry. What a husband I have.

He’s the beautiful one, the handsome one, the impressive and alluring one!

He’s wearing long brown leather pants, a beige shirt, and a pair of really dramatic tall brown leather boots. I never imagined a Bavarian Eric could be so sexy.

Turns out I like how he looks in leather. I should ask him to buy himself something in leather.

I repeat what I did with Flyn. I spin around so he can see me, but, before I know it, his hands are on my waist, and he’s kissing me with a certain air of possessiveness. Oh yes...I adore his intensity.

I put my arms around his neck and leap up to encircle him with my legs.

“If you keep kissing me like that, I’m going to close the door and lock it, and the festival is going to be in this room.”

“I like that idea, sweetheart.” More kisses...

“What are you doing?” says Flyn, surprising us. “Stop kissing and let’s go. Everyone’s waiting for us.”

“We’re not done,” says Eric as he untangles from me when he sees that Flyn, his arms akimbo, isn’t going to leave without us.

Dexter and Graciela are waiting and looking adorable in their Bavarian costumes. We all get in the car and say goodbye to Simona, who refuses to join us.

Norbert drops us off as close as possible to the Theresienwiese Esplanade, where the festivities are taking place.

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