Playing Along by Louisa Keller

Author:Louisa Keller [Keller, Louisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

8

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The entire day had turned into a disaster as soon as Dom left La Fontaine Saint Michel.

First off, my microphone’s battery died. That meant that I had to spend the better part of an hour tracking down a place that carried the correct type of battery, which completely fucked my recording schedule.

Secondly, I got stood up by one of the YourTubers, which wasted a good couple of hours that could’ve been spent collaborating with someone else.

Thirdly, I couldn’t get Dom fucking Baker out of my mind. I knew, even as I said the words, that not sleeping with him again would be a mistake. He was just…incredible. I wanted to go back to the previous night, sated and sharing a bed with him.

I ran the arguments through my mind over and over again. Dom was sweet, smart, funny, pragmatic. He was the kind of person who made me want to push the limits of my own comfort zone. It didn’t take a genius to realize that he would be good for me.

When it came right down to it, there were only two things stopping me from letting Dom in. There was my one-night-only policy, and there was the fact that my viewers expected me to talk about slut culture through the lens of a bonafide slut.

And I just knew, somehow, that if I slept with Dom again, my feelings would only multiply. I couldn’t have explained it, but I just knew. Sleeping with Dom was a gateway to a whole slew of emotions that could eventually put my heart on the line and my career at risk.

That’s why I had a one-night-only policy.

My livelihood depended on me staying single, on me sleeping with a different guy each night.

So, I spent the entire day distracted and kinda miserable.

And then I got to the hotel and found Dom facing a very annoyed French couple and a pissy desk agent. God, my immediate reaction shouldn’t have been to run in there and protect Dom, but that’s what it was. And as soon as the agent referred to me as his husband, I fell right back into the fake relationship schtick, wrapping my arm around him and kissing his goddamn forehead.

The scariest part? It felt all kinds of right.

Then we got outside with our haphazardly packed bags, laughing about the absurdity of the situation, and I had to make a horrible joke about us having a threesome with Pierre the security guard.

“I, uh, thought you weren’t up for round two,” Dom said, looking away from me.

“Right,” I said, trying to pull on a poker face. “I’ve been thinking about that a lot.”

“Oh yeah?” Dom asked, kicking at a pebble on the ground.

“Yeah,” I said, biding my time. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and glanced at the time. “We should probably find a place to stay, it’s getting close to seven. Can we put this conversation on ice until we get checked in somewhere?”

“Of course,” said Dom, nodding. “I’m really hoping we can find a place, this city is a mess when it comes to places to stay.

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