It was the safest choice.
Sitting next to Drake while romantic, possibly erotic, scenes played out would be too damn hard. Her relationship with Dwayne hadn’t been earth shattering, but she had a feeling the earth would indeed move with him. Grace had listened to Chloe as she talked about time at the clubhouse. Chloe either spent time in her bed, or in Suzy’s, or all three of them would stay in the same bed, watching movies.
They cleared the busy theater and walked into the warm night air.
“Fuck me,” Drake said, removing his leather jacket. He took her hand once again, and they walked toward the car. “Are you hungry?”
Her stomach growled, and she chuckled. “Starved.”
“Diner?”
“It’s the only place in town that has decent food, and I’m more than happy to see Teri again.” She liked her boss.
Drake opened the car, and she climbed inside.
“You surprised me,” he said.
“Why?”
“Horror? You didn’t strike me as a horror girl, more of a romance girl. I didn’t mind watching a romance.”
Grace sighed. “I’m not going to lie. I usually love watching romance. Horror I watch at home with plenty of times to pause the film so that I can enjoy it, and not be afraid.”
“Why didn’t you want to watch a romance?”
“Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable?”
“No.”
“Really? It wouldn’t have made you uncomfortable seeing people making love on the screen?”
Drake laughed. “Babe, I’ve seen worse than a couple pretending to get it on.”
“You watch porn?”
He sighed. “What I’m about to tell you can’t go anywhere else. You can’t tell your friend, Suzy.”
“Why not?”
“Pixie doesn’t want Suzy to know.”
“Ugh, maybe you shouldn’t tell me. I’m with Suzy on this one. He’s a pig.”
“He’s got a way about him.”
“It’s not charming, far from it.”
“Look, it’ll be private. Between you and me. When Pixie is ready, he’d take Suzy, and she’d know the truth.”
Grace nibbled her lip, wondering what she should do. She didn’t want to keep anything from her friend, but she also didn’t want to be in the dark.
“Fine. I won’t tell Suzy, but it better not be one of those things that if you tell me, you’re going to have to kill me.”
“I won’t kill you, baby.”
“So, if you don’t watch porn, what do you watch?”
Did she really want to know what he watched?