Page 92 of Sweet Hate

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Me

LOL sorry sir.

Axel

Not quite what I was angling for but I’ll allow it.

What did you want to clarify?

Oh shit. Here we go. Apparently, my stalling tactics didn’t work. I thought I’d have a few more hours to panic-plan. Rethink my pros and cons for, like, oh, I don’t know, the fifth time? Figure out what I want to ask because now he’s texted, my mind’s gone totallyblank.

I knew I should’ve written a damn list.

Axel

Sprinks.

Are you spiraling?

Double shit. This man knows me too well. I wipe my sweaty hand on my thigh and try to calm my racing thoughts. I asked for this.

Me

No. Sorry. I guess I’m just nervous.

Axel

You’ve got nothing to feel nervous about. I promise.

Me

Yeah but this all feels really sudden. Last week you could barely speak to me. And now we’re making out like horny teenagers?

Axel

You say that like it’s a problem.

Me

I mean, it might be. It’s not what I’d call normal behavior.

Axel

Fuck normal. I’m not entirely sure I can be normal where you’re concerned.

Um, what does that mean? Is it a good thing? My panties are soaked already, so apparently part of me seems to think it’s a very good thing, but I’m not entirely sure I can trust my judgment on anything where this man is concerned.

Me

Is that good?

Axel

Depends on how this conversation goes, I guess. Want me to call you?

Me

Could we just do it like this for now?

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