Happenstance

She made the command, and my entire life seems to be about her needs now. Elise needs it and I deliver.No questions asked.

Banks: She has a soft spot for you, Gabe. Don’t screw it up.Gabe: Maybe we could just steal something from whoever made you have a bad day.Banks: Way to ignore my advice.Elise: GABE! No stealing!

“Do you care about this being romantic?”“With you I do, Elise.”

“Take me out. Get used to seeing me in your hand. That’s the only place it wants to be.”

“Pack a bag and come with me,” he says, following me up the stairs. “We can order sashimi and play naked Twister.”“That is weirdly specific. I’m more of a trivia and nachos girl.”

“Gabe…” She bestows an incredible smile on him. “I love your house.”“Move in,” he blurts, his face immediately turning the color of a stoplight.

“It is moving fast,” Banks agrees. “I think I speak for the three of us when I say, we’d be happy with it moving even faster. But we must give Elise time to catch up.”“There’s no better time to think than when you’re tied to a bed rail,” Tobias offers.“A better use of the rope might be strangling you,” I say sweetly.

We’re no longer individuals. Not right now. We’re simply Elise’s.

As a born and raised Catholic, I was taught that the sins of the flesh would send me to hell. Now I’m having a four-way in my bedroom. I’m being offered a blow job and I really want it. This is temptation and I’ve been taught it’s wrong to give in, so I want to give in twice as much.

One isn’t enough for this woman. I’d say she’s a three-man job, but she’s not a job at all. She’s a privilege.