My body is shaking with laughter as I hear her huff of annoyance as I walk away. Rules and all, this could be fun.
Cuts made, I return and press the new form into the gaping hole I hollowed out to provide additional resistance.
I won’t leave her vulnerable, but damn I expected this to be a cut-and-dried deadbolt replacement. Two hours tops for both doors. Now that I think about it, I need to inspect the door to her garage. Wouldn’t do any good to make her safe but leave her in danger there.
She worries her bottom lip and the movement draws my eyes like a tractor beam to her mouth.
“What?”
“Well, what if I need to add a rule? What if something’s more important than what I already laid out?”
“Your first three weren’t the most imperative?”
Her eyes slice to slits, and she scrunches her face.
I fight my beard not to jiggle as everything in me wants to smirk. Fuck it. I let go. I can’t help it. She’s so annoyed and is so fucking cute when she thinks she’s being tough. She has no clue what she’s doing to my cock. “You could always exchange one. But only one every forty-five days.”
“Is that a rule?” she asks with a bite of sarcasm that makes me shift in my squat. No sense in her seeing my thickening cock.
“Sure.” I reply, enjoying this more than I should.
“You’ve used two of your three rules on the rules themselves. Aren’t you worried you might need an actual boundary on this relationship?”
“Not a relationship,” I grit, but, yes, I’m positive I need a parameter. “No sex.”
Her head jerks back and whacks into the sheetrock. “Ow.” She rubs the spot above her neck with a retort. “Duh, we already said no dating. Seems you play fast and loose with your rules. I have to say I expected more strategizing.”
She stands and moves into the kitchen area, returning with a white board and a marker. She adds the date and begins listing out theHouse Rulesas she calls them.
No insulting Lorien’s intelligence
No growling
No dating
No sex
No more than three rules per person
Exchanging rules, 1 every 45 days
No throwing move-in day in Lorien’s face
No walking away mid conversation
“What happens if we break these? Rules only mean something if there’s a consequence,” she asks when she’s done.
“You already planning on crossing my boundaries, Lorien?”
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Lorien
He winks.
I review the list only to realize the only thing he added that wasn’t rule-related was the one about sex. Does he mean with him?
