“Two years?” This stuns me.
“At least. The way Bernard describes you, it will be as necessary to unlearn your bad habits as it will be to create new ones.”
I’m so flustered I don’t know what to say.
“Brain addled?” he asks looking quite amused.
“A little. You speak of our relationship as something short-lived, but then you suggest two years.”
“Two years is an honest assessment of the time I’d like to spend with you. Of course, that could change. I could wake up one morning and decide I hate you around, or some other woman might catch my eye, and I’d send you packing in favor of another sub.”
“But this is a commitment, isn’t it?”
“More than you planned on? You need to be trained. If you accept that fact, then you figure what time you spend with me is a commitment to yourself.
