“Okay,” Kieran says as I absolutely salivate over the delicious meal that his maid, Ines, prepared for us. He’s got an iPad and an Apple Pencil out. I can’t believe he’s actually documenting this. “Let’s start with what we both want.”
I grin mischievously at him as I finish chewing and swallow. “s*x?”
He shoots me a sarcastic look, but he doesn’t quite manage to hide the grin forming beneath it. “Yes—s*x. And… commitment?”
Commitment is a scary word for me, but not for the reasons it scares most people. It’s not that I want to sleep with other people; it’s just that I don’t like the idea of anyone telling me I can’t sleep with other people.
Then again, I really don’t want him sleeping with other people. So I guess it’s a fair trade. “Yes. That, too.”
He visibly relaxes. “Good. That’s
