“The fact that you refer to it as ‘spreading your seed’ said wonders about your personality.”
Vivienne almost choked on her drink as Ezra kept talking. Eyes going wide, she fixed the man with an open mouthed stare accompanied by a raised eyebrow.
“Oh Ezra, if I wanted to be spanked you’re the last one I’d come and see.” She offered him a tight lipped grin before downing more of her gin. Part of her hated herself for thinking that Ezra was actually rather attractive. It was alarming, but there was just something about him. That older, dusty gentleman and Vi could see why people fell hard and fast.