“I... I was wondering how you would feel about a trip up north.”
“Sure. Any time. Why were you worried to ask?” I’m confused.
“It would be for three months.” She nervously nibbles her bottom lip.
“Three months? What are you planning to do, climb every hill in the Lake District?” I laugh.
“No, there’s this art course in Yorkshire. And it looks amazing. You have lessons twice a week and you can practice different crafts.” Her eyes light up. Her therapist has encouraged her to find a new hobby as she didn’t really have anything aside from travelling and Smutty. She tried yoga and had an unfortunate farting incident and now she refuses to go back. She joined a cooking class and burned her first dish. She took up baking but there’s only so much cake we can eat. And then she discovered working with clay and loves it.
I turned one of the guest bedrooms into a small art studio for her and when I say “I”, I mean I paid proper professionals to do the work. She protested at first but gave in and I had another reason to keep her here.
Every Sunday Robbie comes over to have a craft session with her. She’s even helped him build a proper bird house. Amelia found her thing, and I’ll support her where I can.
“Sounds good to me,” I smile.
“Are you sure? It might be quite boring for you. But I found this farmhouse with a hot tub and we can bring Smutty and maybe Coop and Lizzie can visit, and―”
“Amelia,” I stop her, “I don’t need to be entertained. I can use the time to maybe find my own hobby. I'd quite like to try my hand at writing or something.”
“Oh?”
I shrug. “Why not?"
“And what would you want to write?” She nibbles my earlobe. I love when she does that.
“Hm, a publisher I know is pushing me to write about business. So maybe on how being a pleasure dom helps with business.”
“Ha, what like Boss in the Bedroom, CEO in the Boardroom,” she giggles.
“Whip Your Career Into Shape: Pleasure Dom Style,” I say with a groan because Amelia is still attacking my ears, in a good way.
“Uh.” She moves away and looks at me. “I love that. That title is amazing. You should so do that.”
“Hang on, I was joking.” But the idea sounds quite good to me too.
“Write it down.”
“What?”
“Write it down Ben, before you forget.” I sigh and grab my phone. I send myself an email with the subject line Possible Book Title.
“Happy?”
Amelia nods. “So does this mean we can go to Yorkshire for three months? I mean I also have to check with work but—"
“Of course we can, and fuck work. If they don’t give you the time off you quit and look for something else afterwards. I’m here for you and I would go anywhere with you. As long as you’re with me―”
“And Smutty,” she interjects.
“And Furball,” I agree. “I love you Amelia, and I don’t care if I do that here, in Yorkshire, or at the end of the world.”
“Sir, please take me to bed and show me how much you love me,” she moans seductively.
I’m the luckiest arsehole on the planet.
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