Chapter 73 - Breathe Easier
'I wish my life were as exciting,' she thought with a roll of her eyes.
"I can't think of a single reason why I would call you if I were a secret agent. I am not even acting like a minor. So, I can't be an agent who is out hunting for predators who solicit minors."
"Rember the amount of tis we have spoken about the FBI and my love for loli? I can't trust you, it seems!" He was laughing because he knew she wasn't an agent, but it was so much fun to tease her!
"Oh, wouldn't you like it if I handcuffed you. I think you would." He coughed. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about it before… it was just that he felt caught in the mont.
"Now, that is an image I pledge by. I would definitely like to be handcuffed by you, but promise I am not going to a real jail," he responded gently, his eyes filled with affection that she couldn't see. 'I definitely want to be cuffed and spread eagled by you.' He groaned. 'I need so lotion, now.'
"Real police don't cuff people for the hentai they watch. You are safe," she comnted smugly, having heard his groan. She knew what she had done to him and was very pleased with herself.
"I feel the need to brush up on my country's laws now that this conversation has taken place. I wouldn't want to fall prey to your evil vices." He clucked his tongue and got into a better position, his hand far away from his slowly rising mber.
"Fair enough!" she exclaid. "But what about you? Do you practice?" Katherine asked eagerly.
"Nope. I am a spontaneous person. I think it says a lot about your confidence when you say that you need to practice. And I don't an it in an offensive way. You are way more grounded than I am. I am confident; you could even call cocky," he responded after so thought. "But that is what years of being in the business has taught . I can't be anything else apart from this superhero, who can do anything. Everyone expects to have all the answers even though I am completely clueless and I need to keep up the fa?ade because that is the only way people will spend their ti on ." And at tis it really tired him out.
"So you are used to acting confident but are always wondering when the attention will go away," she deduced.
"I am confident in my work, but I do worry about how it will end," Cage confessed.
"I think all of us are worried about such a thing happening. If one day, the firms think that my drawing isn't worth their attention, they are just going to stop using my services and that shit scares , too. I think our world depends on how you attract attention and it usually is gained by your work. So, you can only work to your fullest and reap the benefits. There is no solid path to remain relevant, you just need to keep working and hope that things happen in your favor. I think you should think about this too. Maybe it will help you overco so of your woes."
The philosophy hit ho. It was sothing both of them knew, and probably everyone in the world felt the sa fear throughout their lives, but saying it out loud to soone else was empowering. There was no point thinking about the 'what if's', the only thing they could do was work hard and hope for the best. Nothing else.
"I can't tell you how lucky I am to have soone who speaks so well. You… really change the way I look at things." He sighed and looked at the cell-phone in his hands. How had he gotten so lucky?
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What would constitute as a perfect day for you?
"The perfect day for would be going grocery shopping with my significant other to a local store and going through the list and ticking off items as we get more items."
'Significant other.' That made him seethe with possessiveness. Wasn't that him?
"Why the grocery store?" he asked, trying to keep his mind off the topic.
"I wouldn't mind it even if it were a first date," she began. "I believe that you get to see the financial and preferential behaviour of the other person while they are shopping. If you buy ran, I know what you ate at university. I know that you struggled alone for sothing because no one really eats instant noodles unless they necessarily need to." It sounded rational, but despite having a luxurious life, Cage liked sneaking in ran sotis. Didn't help that his diet was strict and the only thing he could sotis sneak in as a snack was instant noodles. He especially preferred the curry flavour which ca with the flat noodles.
"Or if I know them better, I will gauge if they simply can't cook and choose to eat a simple al rather than order out or if they have other circumstances that make then actually like instant food." She stopped and thought for a minute. 'Is this where she thinks and practices her words before saying them out loud?' he wondered.
"If they buy veggies, I know that they are not completely childlike and will eat most things. I can breathe easier then because I love to cook and I would want to feed and fatten up the person I am dating."
He stifled a laugh. It was a sha that he lived within a dichotomy. He loved to eat but his trainer and dietician held him to high standards. This ant that eating out of his calorific chart was out of question. His relationship with Katherine would consist of her eating savory foods while he ate chicken breast. He wondered if she would soday cook for him.
A smile ca across his lips as he imagined her barefoot in his kitchen, swaying to the beat of a song and stirring a pot, making sothing to eat for him. He imagined sneaking in behind her and snaking his hand on her hip, startling her. He would gently kiss the spot behind her ear and tell her good morning, or good evening… and she would slowly turn to peck on his lips before going back to cooking.
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