Chapter 71

Another week passes. We cook, walk, and talk about everything under the sun. Angel loves classic movies. I love watching the emotions that cross her face while she watches the old black and white cinematic genius. I also wipe away the tears when she cries over a sad scene. We are getting to know each other as friends-far past any D/s relationship we're playing at.

I love her laugh, her sense of humor, and her wit. Seeing the world through her eyes is different for me. I've never spent this much exclusive time with a woman. Her idiosyncrasies are eye opening and delightful. I finally figured out that Angel is too complex to place in a one-size-fits-all hole. She's so incredibly unique that I find myself thinking about growing old with her and starting a family.

This is what's going through my head while I perform maintenance on the Mustang and Angel wears short shorts while being my gofer. The thoughts leave me so hot and fucking bothered that I use one of the condoms in my pocket fuc