Page 114 of Voyeur
Honor smiled at the screen and noticed something.
“You’re naked.”
“I am,” Silver confirmed. “Under the sheets, at least. I took a shower and just felt like sleeping naked tonight.”
“You’re killing me, Silver.”
“Hey, of the two of us, which one got laid tonight? Hint, it wasn’t me.”
“It wasn’t as good this time.”
“No? Why not?”
“I don’t know. I mean, I came twice, and it was nice, but the first time was different.”
“It was the first time you were with her. Plus, the first time you were with a woman who wasn’t me while you were dating me.”
“So, it won’t be as good anymore?”
“No, it will be. Maybe you two just aren’t that compatible in bed now that the newness of it all has worn off.”
“She asked me for my number. I gave it to her because I didn’t want to be rude.”
“But you don’t want to be with her again?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” Honor shrugged a shoulder and shifted down on the bed. “I miss you.”
“I miss you, too, baby,” Silver replied. “How was work today?”
“Fine. We have the event this weekend. It brings in the most money for the year, so it’s important.”
“I realize this may not be allowed, but do you get a plus-one? If so, can it be me?”
“It’s a black-tie gala.”
“So? I have a suit. And you seem to forget that I work in the art world – everything is a black-tie gala in the art world. I can be classy and hold your purse, get you champagne, place my hand on the small of your back, and escort you around the room while I wax philosophical about whatever. I can hold my own.”
Honor thought about it for a second and asked, “You really want to go? I am sure you’ll be bored. And it’s work, Silver. I won’t be able to disappear into the bathroom and let you fuck me, even if I might want to. I know, technically, you were working when we did that for the first time…”
“But that was a performance about sex. Yeah, I get it. If you don’t want me there, it’s fine, Honor. I just… I want to be your girlfriend, you know? I want to be there for you, even if something’s boring.”
“I’d love it if you were there, Silver. Not everyone who will be there knows I’m gay, though.”
“Oh,” Silver said. “Right. I forget that sometimes. I’ll skip it.”
“No, that’s not what I meant. I meant that when I introduce you as my girlfriend, you might have to deal with some glances or questions. That’s all.”
“When?” Silver asked as the corner of her lip ticked up.
“Yes, I want you there.”
“Then, I’m there. I don’t care if they stare at us. You know me. Fuck them.”
“I don’t want to fuck them. I want to fuck you,” Honor stated.
“The day after tomorrow, I am all yours.”
“What about right now?” Honor asked and sat up before she moved the iPad and pulled off her shirt.