Page 70 of Reflex

“I don’t.”

“Fine, not everything, but a lot of things.No sex, no dodgy food, only wholegrains.No bending me over and reddening my backside, even though you know you’d get a fucking big kick out of it.”

He dragged her out of the restaurant, away from the interest they’d begun to generate amongst the other patrons.“Because I don’t want to endure the crash afterwards, okay,” he spat at her once they were back in the open air.

“Crash?”What the hell was he talking about?

“You think I’m not going to wind up floating if I tan your arse?Of course there’s a come down from that.”

Oh.Okay.Much of her anger drained away.She bit her nail, for she didn’t seem to have an answer to that.“You were okay before.”

“Was I?You didn’t see me afterwards.Look, I know I’m not explaining very well.It’s just… You’re like an itch under my skin.Alle, I want to scratch it so much, but I know if I do, it’s going to be really hard to stop.I’m going to want more, and it’ll get out of control.And that’s dangerous.It’d be bad for both of us.We’ll both wind up getting hurt.”

“You make spanking sound like a drug.”

“The rush is the same.”

She grabbed his hand.“Fine.I get it.I’m crazy bad for you.Let’s go and watch some theatre.”