daisy;

“Of course.” Jude gave her one last smile before carting Lexi off to their apartment a few blocks away. 

As the party wore on, Rebecca circulated the room and exchanged pleasantries with various guests, most of whom were vague acquaintances that Lexi had invited. Truthfully, she wanted to be at home, in her bed with her dog. That would have been the perfect birthday.

I think I can make it across the hall. 

--Oh, I... Alright. Goodnight then, Tristan.

Do you want me to yell it? –I’ll go out right now and scream it for everyone to hear.

No, you’re going to embarrass the both of us.

It’s different. Like you said… I’m not very considerate of what you might need, what you want. In a Dom/sub relationship, the submissive’s needs, her safety and trust are important. If we were in a Dom/sub relationship as we are, right now— I’d be a terrible Dom. I don’t meet your needs, you don’t feel safe, and you definitely don’t trust me. Our dynamic is nothing like what a healthy Dominant-submissive relationship should be. 

Well, good. Because that’s not what I want and not something I’ve ever considered. 

No doubts about that, babe.

It's all downhill once you marry me.

Being with you, who knows what trouble we can get into.

There's a lot of trouble to be had.

Giving us some room just in case one of us ends up in jail or something?

Oh, obviously. We're really responsible adults...not.

What happened to the other three percent?!

I didn't want to lock it totally down.

How high, would you say?

97% chance.

I would not mind that.

Good because it's highly probable.

I’m all yours, beautiful.

I might lock you up in the bedroom. Who knows...

No, we do not, so we’ll have to take advantage.

Tonight it is, then.

What do you think about date night? You and me? Lucy can stay with Marianne, we’ll go off and do whatever you want.

I'd love a date night. We don't get them very often.

You’re so romantic.

I know. Don't have to tell me twice.