Page 17 of Lane
Good night my stalker.
Words I’d never thought I’d say to anyone.
Chapter 6
Lane
“You’re wearing that?” Eli’s voice camefrom behind me and made me jump.
Turning my head, I continued gettingdressed. “What? I look good in these jeans.”
I’d picked out my nicest jeans. Ones thatweren’t too tight but showed off my ass and legs. I had a lot to learn aboutwhat Wilder was attracted to, but the jeans were a good bet either way. Hangingup on the rack beside me was a slim-fitting button-down shirt that looked greatwith the jeans.
It was a good date outfit, so I wasn’t surewhat Eli was going crazy over.
He just stood there shaking his head, half-naked,dressed in black lace panties and a matching fitted tank top. I’d been rightwhen I’d thought the shoot might be in the late afternoon. But the timing hadworked out perfectly, because I could head over from the studio to dinner andstill be on time.
“The clothes are fine. Boring, yes, but youlooked good when you came in. It’sthosethat I have a problem with.What are you wearing?” He looked like he was either terribly offended or hadseen a spider.
“Your drama is starting to leak out allover the floor.” The underwear wasn’t that bad.
The black boy short underwear was cute and comfortable,but not exactly sexy—or feminine, which was what had caught Eli’s eye. I wasn’texactly shy, but I was more conservative than Eli when it came to how Idressed. Most of the time, people would’ve never guessed I had sexy femininethings underneath my regular clothes.
That was how I liked it. I didn’t need tostand out or be flashy, that just wasn’t who I was.
“Those are notI’m going out on a datewith a sexy tattooed hunkunderwear. Those look like you have the flu andhad to stumble to the doctor’s office.” Eli’s eyes dragged down my body, in analmost clinical way, like he was trying to analyze me. “You said this was adate. This isn’t some kind ofI’m going to pretend to just hang out with thestraight guy so I don’t make him uncomfortable thing, is it?”
Sighing, I gave up trying to get dressedand let my jeans fall back around my ankles. I probably looked ridiculous, buteverybody else was in a similar state of undress, so it didn’t matter. “Firstof all, even if it was, it’s none of your business. You promised you weren’tgoing to butt in. Remember?”
Eli rolled his eyes like I was ridiculous. “There’snot butting in and then there’s letting you torture yourself, those are twodifferent things.”
“I’m not going to debate that with you. Butno, this is a date. I just don’t want to overwhelm him and we haven’t had achance to talk about more personal things. I told you that I wasn’t sure howmuch experience he had with men, and I didn’t want to surprise him.” From whathe’d said and hinted at, Wilder had never been in a serious relationship with aguy.
Surprising him withinterestingthings on a first date seemed like a bad idea. Not that I thought we were goingto get naked on the first date. I liked the guy, but I wasn’t going to rush.But I also wasn’t going to be caught in a situation where things got out ofhand and I got naked—and oops, I’m wearing red lace panties.
Nope.
“If he’s someone that you have to hide whoyou are from, he can’t be Mr. Right. And he probably shouldn’t even be Mr.Right-Now.” Eli got wound up about a lot of topics, and I could see I’d hit onone without realizing how it would sound to him. He kept going without pausing,not letting me get a word in.
“I understand about hiding things from yourfamily, lord do I understand that, but this is different. You shouldn’t have tohide who you are from someone you’re dating.” I got how difficult seeing itfrom my perspective would be for Eli. The idea that I’d hide who I was or whatI liked from a date probably hit every button for him, but that wasn’t how Isaw it.
“That’s not it; I know who I am and what Ilike. But there’s no reason to spring something like that on him before we’vehad a chance to talk about it. He knows where I work, and he probably has somequestions. But just in case things go further than I expect, I want to have achance to talk to him about it first.” Some things you just shouldn’t spring ona date.
I liked to wear panties.
I liked to get spanked occasionally.
I knew I was cute but I was a bit of a mathnerd and I played DnD with friends a few times a month.
There were lots of things you just had toease people into. There wasn’t anything wrong with that. Wilder was alreadydealing with a lot. I didn’t see a problem with taking things one step at atime. I knew to Eli it would sound like excuses for hiding who I was, and maybehe was right. But it didn’t feel like that.
“You shouldn’t have to hide who you are. He’ssexy, but—”
“Who’s sexy?” We’d both been so wrapped upin the discussion that I’d missed Roman coming over. He wrapped his arms aroundEli and pulled him to his chest, a wicked grin on his face. “Are you up tosomething, Brat?”
Eli sighed, leaning into Roman. “Not yet,but if I get into trouble, it’s Lane’s fault. He’s being ridiculous.”
I rolled my eyes and looked at Roman. “I’mnot the one being ridiculous.”
