Alex mused, sipping his wine as he watched me intently. “I was thinking about heading to bed as well. I’m really tired.” “I’m not stopping you.” “You’ve been different tonight. Diego seems to have a good effect on you.” “He’s my oldest friend. We’ve been through a lot together.” Alex began to play with his wine glass, trying to avoid eye contact with me. “Tell me if I’m interfering, but the drugs…” I trailed off, not really sure how to continue. “I’m a rock star, Baby! It’s what we do.” He was playing it off, but to me, he looked ashamed of himself. “Does it make you uncomfortable?” “No, it’s your body. It’s just a waste, that’s all.” “A waste?” He frowned, finishing the rest of his wine. “You really don’t hold back any punches do you, Straight Lace? I’ve never had a woman speak to me the way you do. Not even Milly.” “Don’t you like being challenged?” “Women usually want to suck my cock rather than talk to me.”
