“ I’m offended you would even think that I would consider inviting you for ice cream and not pay! ”
He was rich after all. He had nothing to lose, and he was proud of his ability to use his money efficiently and to get what he wanted most times. In this case, if he spent money to tame her, it would be money well spent.
As he played with the hair near her skull with well-practiced movements, he took pride in his ability to effectively reduce her behaviors to that of a cat. His warm massage found its way to her cheeks and forehead as well, to enhance the feeling of comfort before he continued,
“ I’m never a ‘dick,’ you’re always just aggressive and verbally abusive! ”
“They’re all true, all the things you said, I’ll admit. I’m fully aware of that stuff.”
Eyes scrunched shut as a small yawn was was given vent to behind her hand which covered her mouth. Growing steadily drowsy, there seemed to be no room for irritability whatsoever. In fact, his honesty was appreciated, and would surely be reciprocated.
“But you are a dick a lot of times. You know why? I’m sure you know, but I’ll tell you anyway” she mumbled, lulled, but forever an advocate of truth.
“You’re always trying to manipulate situations according to your will. I don’t know why you do that, it can’t just be a simple pleasure all the time. I’m sure there are more deep rooted reasons other than the sadistic aspect. But your problem is that you can’t fathom seeing how things will play out without you controlling all conditions” she began before elaborating.
“And I understand that it can be uneasy not knowing what can happen, but isn’t it so much work to always make sure things go your way? I’d rather just sit back and watch the fun instead of get involved and change things up, even if I may be affected later. You know, like letting life run it’s course.”
She needed affirmation as to whether he followed. “I’m really not making much sense, am I?”
A small laugh sounded, soft and short.
“I’m sure you’re secretly pleased about how I’m like this around you for now, not yelling, not fighting, just being subdued. And you may think of this as a victory, and I’d say that it is because you’ve successfully not pissed me off today. But I really lose nothing when you win. I’m experiencing something pleasant, despite all your inner motives, and I’m having fun. If you winning means enjoyment for me, then I’d let you win any time.”
Lids fluttering open to meet her gaze with his, her arm reached up to gently push her index finger into his forehead, almost affectionately. “Sometimes, you need to ease up and try other ways, and allow yourself to have fun different from the kind you’re always indulging in. You might just like it more than your way, you won’t know unless you’ve tried.”
Finger tracing a line along his temple moved near his ear to twirl a stray lock around itself, like a dark vine around her pale digit. “You’re fun like this, and I like it. We should be more like this and not be petty bitches all the time. Sweet you and calm me is a pretty fine combination.”
While her lips were curled upward, she smiled through her eyes more than her mouth, a clear depiction of genuineness.
“Also, what the hell is this now? A face massage? Where’d you learn it? It’s working too well! If you keep this up, I’ll be sleeping here and you’ll just be lingering like a sad dude” chuckled she, letting go of the cluster of strands, allowing her arm to rest below her chest instead, smile still in place.
