Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
Monday evening, Chris looked around Scott’s domain.
Why had Scott insisted on meeting here? Chris eyed the desk, which reminded him of being called into the principal’s office, but Scott gestured to two comfortable chairs below a big window.
Something about the room made his stomach clench and his mouth dry.
When he had left the party without even trying to hook up with the lovely Yvonne, Chris had texted Scott. He needed to sort out his feelings.
Usually, he would have flirted more with an attractive woman. What was wrong with him? No matter who he was with, Kate was there, too. Pity she hadn’t allowed him to tie her down; it’d be a great way to stop her from avoiding him.
“Let’s get a couple of things straight right away.
” Scott leaned forward with his elbows braced on his knees when Chris had taken his seat.
“I am not taking you on as a client. You don’t have the type of problems I deal with, and I don’t think you need therapy.
We’re just talking here because it’s convenient and private.
I will not charge you anything. Are we clear? ”
“Yes, sir.” Chris gave a mock salute. “I don’t really think I want therapy, even if I might need it. I need to talk to someone about Kate. How do I get her to listen to me? I’m crazy for her, and since that night, she barely acknowledges my existence.”
“James is your best friend. Why not talk to him?” The unexpected question threw Chris off balance.
“I… I guess I never thought about it. You were around when we had our ‘discussion.’ I’d have to go back and explain everything that happened to James.
He’s always busy with Laura and Josh these days.
People change when they get married. It also seems more natural to talk to you because you’re a switch. ”
“Fair enough,” Scott agreed. “I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”
“You told me at the club that I’m not one hundred percent dominant, and that I gave the lead to James. I think you’re right, but I still don’t get it.”
“Which part?” Scott leaned back and settled more comfortably in his chair, signaling he wasn’t going anywhere soon.
Chris let out a frustrated puff of air. “How do you do it? How do you go from being dominant to submissive?” He made a helpless gesture in the air.
Scott rested his right ankle on his left knee. “There’s not one way for it to happen. You need to discover how it works for you.” Scott settled both hands on his bent leg. “Would it help you if we did a scene?”
Chris blinked. “I don’t play with men like that.”
“I know.” Scott leaned further forward. “But it might help you with sorting out your feelings around submitting.”
Chris pressed his lips together as his mind whirled.
Scott was a great guy, but submitting to him?
But I want to know—
No, I need to know!
The only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock and the faint rumble of traffic outside.