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“Well, it’s supposed to be special,” I protested.“You won’t take time off to go to an actual spa resort, which I would love to do.I know you won’t—”

“I can’t!”

“So let me treat you here instead.Compromise.The heart of every good relationship,” I said solemnly.

“How much fucking money do you make?”he asked.

I told him.It wasn’t a crazy amount—the upper-level execs madebank, but the peons like me were pretty standard for the industry.That said, for a single guy with minimal debt, I didn’t do too badly.

And he said, “Yeah, okay.A thousand dollars it is.Thought I was joking about the daddy thing, but sugar me the fuck up, babe.”

***

Kacey had her revenge shortly after.On Wednesday morning, Diego texted me to say:

Diego

I’m so sick I think I’m gonna die.

Once we established that he was not, in fact, going to die, I waited until lunch to take him some soup.

“She gave me her fucking flu!”he complained from the bed.“My skin hurts.”

“C’mere.”I leaned over the bed to press my lips to his forehead.“Yep.You definitely have a fever.”

“Don’t get close.You’ll die too,” he muttered.

“I won’t let you die.I’ll be back after work with some Pedialyte.”

“The fuck is Pedialyte?”

“Life hack.”

I did a ton of research while nursing him for the rest of the week, figuring if I grounded myself in some proper BDSM, SSC, whatever the hell else education, I’d have an easier time shaking off porn stereotypes and finding some real ideas.Friday night, when he was up and about but still feeling weak, he asked me what I was reading, and so I told him.

“Aw, baaaaabe.”He sniffled.

“There’s still one more thing on your list,” I reminded him.“If you feel up to telling me.”

“And yours!”

“You first.”

“It’s my birthday present,” he argued half-heartedly.

“Your week is officially over.”

“Not fair.I slept through half of it.”He sighed.“Fine, I’ll go first!Last thing: Sexting.Like, chatting me up specifically when I’m in public and can’t do a goddamn thing about it.”

“You’ve got me good a few times with that,” I said with a grin.

“You too.You have a gift.I wanna be gagging for it by the time I see you.”

“More than you already are?”

He rolled his eyes and laughed.“Aaaaand, for you?”

“I wanna fuck you while you watch yourself in the mirror.”