Page 24 of Obsessed with the Man of the House

The time for our big “talk” is here. It’s been six months since my boyfriend confronted me about my true calling, and to be honest, it was a relief. I was sick and tired of pretending to be a real estate agent while in fact, I was bringing in the big bucks as an adult actress. It’s hard to live a lie, and it’s even more difficult when the lie is long-term. The mental stress was wearing me down, and telling the truth was like pulling a cork out of a bottle. Suddenly, I felt like I could be myself without any lies or deceit, and the relief was overwhelming.

But now, Gray wants to have “the talk.” He wants to discuss my future as an adult performer, and to be honest, I’m looking forward to this conversation. I know it’s been coming because Thomas Builders has been doing well financially. Better than well, in fact. I know Gray has some big construction projects in the works, and he always reiterates that it’s due in part to the money I lent him. So in a way, his success is also my success, and I’m so happy to be part of a winning team.

But now, the front door opens, and Gray steps inside. The man of the house is incredibly handsome, as usual, with black hair brushed off his forehead and devastating blue eyes. He’s a little more dressed up than usual in a gray suit that shows off the breadth of his powerful shoulders, along with a starched white shirt beneath that emphasizes his deep tan.

“Hi,” I say in a soft voice. “The pasta’s almost ready.”

Gray puts his briefcase down and strolls over to give me a kiss.

“Good,” he growls. “Because I’m starving.”

I giggle.

“You’re always hungry! But go up and change, and then we can eat.”

Gray nods, and is back in flash, comfortable now in loose pants and a white t-shirt that hugs his chest and arms. My man works out like a fiend, so he resembles Henry Cavill as Superman. Warmth fills my pelvis area, and I literally begin to pant looking at the gorgeous male specimen before me.

Gray kisses my cheek again, encircling his arms around me from behind as I stand at the stove.

“Mmm, smells amazing,” he murmurs into my neck. “You’re a wonderful cook, Vanessa.”

“I know, and it’s because I have someone to cook for,” I say in an arch tone before turning my head to kiss him. “If it weren’t for you, I’d just be cooking for myself, and that’s boring. I’d have to eat leftovers for days and days, and it would be repetitive.”

He nods.

“Totally agree. Besides, I love having a beautiful woman cook for me every night. What could be better?”

It’s the perfect segue, and I turn to him, ignoring the bubbling sauce for a moment.

“Well, what could be better is discussing my professional future. You said we were going to do that this morning, before you left for work.”

Gray nods thoughtfully.

“I did, didn’t I?”

“You did,” I affirm. Then I take a deep breath. “Not only that, but I already know what I want. I want to keep going with my business, Gray. I don’t want to give up the audience I’ve developed, and throw away all the hard work that I’ve already put in. I want to keep being Nessie Prince.”

My boyfriend’s silent for a moment, and my heart drops to my feet. Oh no. What’s going to happen now? Will Gray break up with me? Will he ask me to move out because he doesn’t want to be associated with a cam girl? Is the stigma too much to bear?

But to my surprise, he merely wraps his strong arms around me once more and nuzzles my neck.

“I wouldn’t think of asking you to give up your job, Vanessa. Not when you’ve worked so hard, and gotten so far.”

“Really?” I ask, my heart jolting back to life. “You mean it? You’re not angry?”

“Why would I be angry?” he asks in a playful tone, a smirk on his lips. “In fact, I have a suggestion for your business. A very dirty suggestion, if I do say so myself.”

I beam at him, nodding.

“What is it? I’m all ears.”

He chuckles, pulling me against that broad chest once more.

“Well, I was thinking of joining you in some of your videos, sweetheart. Don’t a lot of cam girls do that? They do couples videos right? Heck, your mom and Jeremy are probably still filming as the Hippie Lovers.”

I gawk at the handsome man, unable to believe my ears.

“You’d film with me? Really?”

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