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48. Wednesday Pt. 2

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wednesday pt. 2

Greyson

Manhattan, NY | February 14th, 2024

I shift the large bouquet to my other arm as I ring her doorbell and take a step back. I glance at my watch to check the time; 6:55 p.m. like I promised. When she answers the door, my words are stuck in my throat. Her usual curls are straightened and she’s wearing a dark red dress that hugs her curves so well it looks painted on. I hand her the bouquet of pink peonies and she smiles at me. I chuckle nervously. Why am I nervous? It’s just a date.

“Like what you see, sir?” she says in a flirty tone and bites her lip.

I swallow and think of a response.

All I manage to say is, “I was on time.”

She looks impressed. “You did. Are you hungry?”

“For you? Always.”

“I meant for dinner,” she chuckles.

“As long as I get to have you for dessert.”

“That can be arranged,” she says, opening the door wider, and I follow her inside.

I settle in while she grabs a vase for the flowers. Her dining table has a spread of various dishes of Chinese food and everything smells incredible. I refuse to let her make my plate and suggest she take a seat while I take care of her. She argues only for a moment and gets comfortable while she waits for me to join her. She assesses me with curiosity as I learn my way around her kitchen.

“The other day you mentioned you were visiting home for Lunar New Year. Can you tell me more about that?”

“ Mhm . Seollal ??? 1 . We celebrate with our families, so my brother Henry and I went to visit our parents in Brooklyn to spend the day together. We dress up in our hanboks, eat, play games and bring in the Lunar New Year together. I have leftovers at my place if you want to try anything.

She perks up. “I didn’t make anything for dessert.”

By the time we’re done eating, we’ve played an unconventional version of the question game. A few rounds were random rapid-fire questions like ‘who’s your favorite superhero’ and ‘what was the last movie you saw.’ Then they became more suggestive as the night progressed, so I fed off her energy and asked about some tasks on her Fuck It List . She was surprisingly open and we dove deeper into her curiosity about kink. So, I recommend books for her to read on the subject. I’m happy to fulfill her fantasies, but she should be well-informed beforehand.

She surprises me when she jumps up and says, “I haven’t forgotten about our last dance.”

“ Funny because I haven't forgotten either.”

“Good,” she says simply and I watch as her hips sway over to her record player. She squats down and starts sifting through her collection of vinyl, brows wrinkling in concentration and I stifle a laugh. Moments later, she exclaims, “Awe shit!”

She returns to her height and after moments of crackling, Nina Simone’s I Put A Spell On You croons through the speakers. My brows shoot up and she turns to me, mouthing the words. I stand and pull her to me when she breaks out into a fit of giggles. She interlaces her hand in mine and we lock eyes as we glide across the hardwood floor until the song fades.

“I never took you as possessive, Selah Bailey.”

She scoffs, “I’m not. It’s just a song.”

“Sure, it is,” I say, leaning in close to nip her ear. “You won this round.”

“What’s that?” she asks, holding her hand up to her ear. “I’m going to need you to repeat that, Grey.”

“I said you won this round.”

She mumbles something that sounded a lot like ‘ good boy.’

I start to ask her what she said, when she blurts out, “I have a fun fact for you.”

Well played. Knowing I can’t resist them.

“Let’s hear it.”

She leans in close, standing on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear.

“I’m not wearing any panties.”

I wrap my arms around her and hold her plush to me.

“Prove it,” I challenge.

“Gladly. Would you unzip me, please?” she asks, and I release her.

She stands before me and I unzip the snug dress, dropping it at her feet and holding her hand as she slips out of it.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Selah.”

“Happy Wednesday , Grey.”

“Hmm, it’s about to be a very happy hump day for the both of us.”

She bursts into laughter as I hoist her over my shoulder and carry her to the bedroom. Unaware of how exhausted she’s going to be in the morning.

Happy Wednesday, indeed.

1 ? Korean Lunar New Year