“I mean you don’t go to clubs?”

Back to shaking my head.

“Conventions? Shows?”

More shaking of my head.

“So you haven’t met anyone in that world,” he stated.

“No,” I confirmed.

“You watch it with your curtains open, say someone can see in?”

God.

This was humiliating.

“No, in bed.”

“Right,” he whispered, lips twitching.

He knew I did it, and I touched myself while I did it.

Ugh.

Someone kill me.

He kept at it.

“So online pay-per-view?”

Yes, I needed someone to kill me.

“I have a subscription.”

No more twitching, he smiled.

“Atta girl,” he murmured.

“This is mortifying,” I murmured back, turning my attention to my forgotten bagel.

“Baby, look at me.”

I didn’t want to, but I looked at him.

“It’s natural. It’s healthy. And just so you know where I’m at with it, I find it attractive. You know what you like, you got the courage to seek it out and get it.”

“It’s probably not what you like.”

“No, but women dig man-on-man like men dig women-on-women. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“Do you dig women-on-women?”

“Absolutely.”

A giggle erupted from me.

He smiled at me while it did.

After it was done, he said, “When we get to that point, and we’re in a mutual mood, we’ll go to our corners to get our thing and meet in the middle.”

He’d said “when.”

And also, I mean, having a porn deal with the guy you haven’t quite started seeing yet was pretty awesome.

“Okay,” I agreed.

He bent in, and this time I didn’t get a neck kiss. I got a lip touch.

But that was nice too.

He moved back, took a bite of his bagel, I took one of mine.

But when he swallowed, he asked, “It’s an outside shot, but your subscription, you have to give a cell number for that?”

“I don’t remember.”

“Sorry, Hattie, I gotta know the site just so we can rule that out as an avenue to you.”

Fantastic.

I told him the site.

He just nodded and did nothing else.

“Well, one can say this quick ride home has been a, not so quick and b, eventful,” I mumbled to my bagel, before taking a bite.

“Hattie?”

I looked to him, chewing.

“I’ve wanted this for months, being with you, and it’s safe to say I wouldn’t have started with your porn preferences, but I’ll take anything I can get from you.”

Okay.

Serious.

How lucky could I be with this guy?

I swallowed my bagel bite and smiled.

Axl smiled back.

Then he shouted, “Sly! We’re done.”

Sly came in, grousing at me, “Jesus, did you share your dating history since middle school?”

“Yes, and porn preferences,” I shot back.

Sly’s eyes got huge.

“But it’s all about bagels now,” I told him.