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I mean, I’ve seen you up close and personal for a couple of days. And before, all those times I sketched you. But I never noticed. I just thought you were naturally smooth or something.”

“I like it. They’re so smooth and soft. Makes me want to— Well, you know.”

I still wasn’t completely awake, but I knew better than to fall into that trap. “Uh-uh. You hafta say it.”

“You could say it for me,” she said sweetly.

“Nope. Doesn’t work like that. Rules.”

I used the time to force myself awake. My internal alarm usually went off before six, but it felt much earlier than that.

I rubbed sleep from my eyes and waited a bit longer. Christy was a stubborn little thing. She didn’t stop playing with me, but she didn’t make a move either.

“Do you want me to…?”

“I can’t. Besides, it’s your job.”

“My job to tell you to suck my cock?”

I shook my head. “Doesn’t work like that.”

“You keep saying that,” she griped.

I decided to change the subject. “So,” I said mildly, “you like that I shave?”

She finally gave up and said in exasperation, “Why are you so stubborn?”

“Because I’m a woman.

”

“I can tell,” she said with a squeeze. “So… why won’t you do what we both want?”

“I told you, ’cause you’re the man and I’m the woman.”

“Yep. Says me. We’re equals in this relationship, partners.”

“And one partner has to be in charge. That’s you.”

“So if I told you to spread your legs and get ready for sex, you’d do it?”

“No fair! You can’t use logic against me.”

“It’s the only thing that seems to work,” I said with a chuckle.

“You’re as stubborn as I am.”

“Can we change the subject?”

“Sure,” I said, deliberately light. “Tell me why you couldn’t sleep. What were you thinking about?”

“You,” she said suggestively. “And him.” She gave him a little stroke-twist while she caressed my balls with her other hand. “And them. And Erin’s comment earlier.”

“The one about the hairstyle you like. You know, down below.”

“I think I know what you want.”

“Mmm hmm,” she said. “I saw you checking out Olivia and Dawn.

” She paused for me to deny it, but I disappointed her. “Susan too,” she said at last.

“You weren’t surprised by their… hairstyles.”

“Nope. Dawn’s was different than the last time I saw her,” I said matter-of-factly, “but hardly surprising.”

“Susan’s been shaved as long as I’ve known her,” I explained. “So Kirk and Doug think of that as normal. And it’s how they want their fiancées to look.”

I didn’t answer immediately. Instead, I replayed her words in my head.