I hope he felt the same way about me, but I don’t know. And I won’t know unless I do something about it.
That’s the hard part about all of this.
I’m going to put myself out there and see if he’s interested in something more. If not, well, you’ll be the first to know. If he is, again, you’ll be the first to know.
Stay dewy.
Dixie.
She uploaded a picture of herself in the yellow dress she’d worn the night she went to Club Allure.
Without filters.
Before she could think twice, she hit publish.
It was a good post. Real. Honest.
She leaned back, raised her glass, and smiled. “Bring on the trolls.” She laughed. Of course, there would be negative comments. She’d always gotten them. Her philosophy had been that she didn’t exist if she didn’t have haters. But she worried maybe she’d gone too far.
“Hey, Siri. Call Crystal Morning.”
The cell rang twice.
“Hey, girl, what’s up?”
“I posted on the blog,” Dixie said. “I want you to read it.”
“Okay. Hang on.”
A long silence filled the night air. Dixie closed her laptop and leaned back on her chaise lounge, gazing at the millions of stars filling the cloudless sky.
A rare evening in Seattle.
“Holy shit,” Crystal exclaimed. “You little dominatrix. Why didn’t you call me?”
“Because I needed some time to sort through my feelings. I’m not a dominatrix, and I sure as shit don’t want a submissive man in bed. At least not all the time.”
“Onlysomeof the time?” Crystal asked with amusement. “So, who was the hand job man?”
“I’m not telling you that,” Dixie said. “And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t go poking—”
“I can’t believe you’d even think I would,” Crystal said. “I’m just glad you enjoyed yourself.”
Dixie let out a short laugh.
“Youdidenjoy yourself, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I did. But there are consequences.”
“Do you like this man?” Crystal asked. “Was it Zane? Because if it was—”
“For the record, I don’t know the man.” Not a total lie.
“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I didn’t know Albert the first time. But I trusted my instincts, and look at us now.”
“That does help.” Dixie let out a long breath. No way in hell did she regret what she’d done with Zane. She’d been taken by surprise, but never in her life had she felt so in control and powerful. She knew without a doubt that he’d loved every second, too. He would have done anything she’d asked in that moment.
Within reason.