“Then spend today with Karl,” he said easily. His eyes twinkled. “You can always meet me for dinner this evening.”
“Or something else,” I murmured, the words slipping out before I could overthink them.
Stefan’s gaze held mine for a moment. “Or something else,” he echoed.
Heat stirred low in my chest, but I didn’t look away.
It wasn’t expectation, not exactly, more like… possibility. And if I were honest, I didn’t need anything more than that.
“You didn’t mind last night that I didn’t want to…” I bit my lip.
Stefan smiled. “I love that one minute you’re on your knees, but then you’re hesitant when you talk about sex. Is that a British thing?” He reached for my hand across the kitchen table. “And to answer your question, I didn’t mind at all. How could I, when I got to sleep with you in my arms?”
Waking up with Stefan had already been added to my list of favourite things.
Go away, Julie Andrews. I don’t need you in my head.
“The only thing I thought about doing today was taking you to KaDeWe, and maybe showing you a few places of interest.” He paused, and I got the feeling there was something on his mind.
Then I remembered Dieter’s words.
“Isthisthe right time for me to ask what’s going on tomorrow night?”
He let go of my hand and finished his coffee.
Okay, I was intrigued.
“A friend of mine is having a party tomorrow night, except it’s more of a…private event.”
I stared at him. “What kind of event?”
Stefan looked me in the eye. “A sex party.”
“Oh.” Heat raced through me.
“I told him I was showing you around Berlin. And now you’re invited too.”
Oh my God.
“You don’t have to come,” he added. “This isn’t something you ease into by accident.”
I cleared my throat. “You’re going to this party?” I wassoproud my voice didn’t shake.
“Yes.” His tone wasn’t apologetic or defensive.
“Do you want me to come with you?” My heartbeat quickened.
Stefan tilted his head. “I want you to come if you want to be there.”
That mattered more than anything else he could have said.
I took a moment to breathe. “I do.” The words took me by surprise. I hadn’t expected to say them so easily.
Stefan studied me for a moment. “Then we talk first. I want you to know what to expect.”
I blinked. “It’s a sex party. Isn’t that sort of self-explanatory?”
He chuckled. “Fair point. But I’m not talking about what you’ll see, more about what you’ll want to do there. So let’s narrow it down.” He leaned forward, not closing the distance, but simply focusing on me. “Are you comfortable to be in a space where guys are fucking?”