Page 48 of Oblivious

“Only around me.” I kiss his cheek. “And only when we’re in the bedroom.”

“I’m sure it’s more than that.”

I nuzzle his jaw. “Nope.”

“Huh. Between us, we make one normal person.”

“How so?”

“You get nervous around other people, and I get nervous around you. Between us, we can talk to everyone.” He nudges me with his shoulder and then strokes my beard. “I’m trying hardnotto be nervous around you. And it’s not you.”

“I know. The bedroom stuff makes me nervous too. But we’ve been having fun, haven’t we?”

Fitz nods. “Your orgasm face is sexy.” He reaches for the traybake. “Try the cake.”

“Are you trying to see my orgasm face?” I tease. “In the middle of a public park?”

“Would I do that?” Fitz asks innocently. “Your cake-eating face is notquitethe same as your orgasm face.”

“Really?”

He nods and thrusts the cake towards me again. “It’s orange and passionfruit with mascarpone frosting.”

“That sounds delicious.”

“Which is why you have to try some.”

I glance around. “Okay, but only because there’s no one else around.”

Fitz giggles. “Anyone would think I’m offering to suck your cock, not give you a piece of cake.” His face goes bright red. “Not that…I mean…fuck.” His face goes even redder. “I’m not suggestingthateither.” He covers his face with his hands. “See? Tongue-tied.”

“It’s cute.”

He flips me off again. “Am I allowed to call you cute?”

“I’mnotcute.”

Fitz lowers his hands and stares at me for a few seconds. “Are you sure? I think you have your cute moments.”

“Nope.”

“Okay, if you say so.” He breaks off a piece of cake and shoves it into my mouth.

It’s delicious, a real explosion of flavours on my tongue. My eyelashes flutter, and I groan as I eat it. “So good.”

Fitz smiles smugly. “And I got to see your cake-eating face.”

“You mean my orgasm face?”

He wags his finger. “I told you they’re different.”

I’m not so sure.

Fitz puts the cake down. “Addy…” He wraps his arm around my waist and presses against me. “Idowant you. I find you sexy, and I want to do more than we have. It’s just…”

“You’re still scared?”

He nods. “Are you?”