Jack started paddling towards the pier, and Robin followed.
Once they reached the pier and climbed out of the water, he led her towards the bungalow.
"You haven’t seen the waterfall yet. We can go talk there," he said as they walked.
"Won’t it be too loud?" she asked.
"No, it’s a small waterfall and rather quite so it won’t interfere."
Once they were past the bungalow and on the trail that led to the waterfall, she said, "I talked to my grandparents about what you said."
"And?"
He’d hoped she would, but hadn’t suggested it to her because he was worried she might refuse out of stubbornness if he did.
She sighed. "They mostly agreed with you."
"Mostly?" He was curious in what ways they might have disagreed.
"Grandpa laughed when I told him what you said about it, but Grandma said there was no such thing as a wedding industrial complex."
"Did they disagree with anything else?"
"No," she said, subdued.
"Does it bother you that they agreed with ?"
"It did at first. A lot. The worst was when Grandma said, ’The more desperate you are to hear soone say I love you, the more likely you are to believe the words, especially when they are a lie."
He nodded. That tracked with what Fran and Jacob had told him. If you feel loved, you won’t need to hear the words. But if you don’t feel loved, the words would probably be a lie.
"And now?" he asked.
"I talked to so of the other instructors at the academy. So agreed with you; so didn’t. But when I dug deeper, I realized that all the ones that agreed were older and had been through at least one divorce."
"Then," she continued, "I talked to a counselor at school. She said, everyone has their own love language, and that it was important to take the ti to learn each other’s preferred language. But when I pointed out that one of the languages was words of affirmation, she surprised ."
"How so?" he asked.
"She said that words of affirmation were things like giving encouragent or expressing appreciation, and that while saying I’ love you’ might technically qualify, it was such an easy thing to say that it held little value."
She huffed. "I wanted to disagree with her, but then she gave a bunch of examples of other ways soone could express love through words, and they all felt so much more real. And it reminded of things my grandparents had said to ."
"So, is your love language words of affirmation?"
She laughed. "No. She had take the test, and it turns out my primary love language is quality ti. Though, she did say that can change over ti."
"I’ll try to rember that," he said seriously.
They stepped out onto the lawn at the edge of the waterfall pool, and she gasped.
"Oh, wow! This is beautiful. And you’re right. It’s not nearly as loud as I expected."
They still needed to raise their voices a little to be heard. But not nearly to the point of yelling.
She turned and grabbed him in a tight hug.
"Thank you, Jack, for not... for spending ti with . You have all these other girls you could be spending ti with, and you still made ti for . Is it selfish of that the main reason I want you to soul bond is so I can spend more ti with you?"
"No. If you said you just wanted the bond so you could spend my money, then I would think that was selfish. But I don’t think it’s selfish for you to want to spend ti with . Or at least not selfish in a bad way."
"So... will you soul bond ?"
"Are you comfortable sharing with all my other girls? Seeing hug and kiss other girls, walking into a room to find balls deep in soone other than you. Possibly going days without spending any ti with ."
"Yes. I think I’ll be fine with it. Even being away from you for several days should be fine if what the girls said about your soul hug is true."
"Okay. So, there’s one last thing to discuss. Madison didn’t want her first ti to be here in my soul space. She wanted it to be out in the physical world. So..."
"Um, Jack?"
"What?"
"I’m not a virgin."
"Okay, does that an you don’t mind our first ti being here, now, in my soul space?"
"No, not at all. I just wish we could have done it sooner."
"The soul bond?"
"No! Sex!" She huffed. "I wanted you that day we talked in the hotel room, but it didn’t seem like the right ti, and you never made a move after that. I was getting worried you were losing interest."
Damn. He was so used to girls making their interest obvious that he forgot that it’s not normal for that to happen. Fran had tried to tell him about the more subtle ways girls communicated interest, but he hadn’t needed to use any of that knowledge.
"Oops. Sorry. I’ve had girls practically throwing themselves at , and I forgot that’s not normal."
She stood on her toes, grabbed his face, and kissed him, shoving her tongue into his mouth.
After a few monts, she pulled back and asked, "Better?"
He looked down at his growing manhood. Seeing him look down, she followed his gaze.
On seeing his response, she said, "I guess that answers that question."
She grabbed the back of his head with one hand, and his ass with the other, and resud kissing him.
He reached down and grabbed her tight, perky ass with both hands and lifted her up, causing his shaft to slide between her lower lips.
"Mmmm," she moaned into his mouth.
After kissing for a few monts, she pulled back and said, "Fuck , Jack. Fuck with your massive cock. Fill with your soul bond."
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