Desire Me If You Can Novel - Chapter 130

Dane paused, the half-finished beer can halfway to his lips. It seemed he had taken Grayson’s previous reaction quite to heart. But he couldn’t lie. So, Dane simply drank the beer without a word. Seeing his reaction, Grayson cast his eyes down. He looked genuinely depressed. Dane watched his face for a moment, then opened his mouth.

“Are you feeling put out, or sad?”

Grayson blinked. Dane waited without pressing him for an answer. After looking at Dane for a short while, Grayson pulled the corners of his mouth up into a smile.

As expected, he doesn’t know.

Dane concluded. Of course. That man wouldn’t be able to distinguish the difference. No, it was impossible to even know if he actually felt anything. He was just forming an expression out of ingrained habit.

After thinking for a while, Dane turned his head. A clear sky stretched outside the window of the snack room where they were sitting face-to-face. It was still bright and sunny, even though he had come home after work during the summer time.

Dane placed the empty beer can on the table and turned his gaze to Grayson. His eyes subtly narrowed. Slowly pulling up the corners of his mouth, Dane asked quietly, with a suggestive low voice.

“Have you ever been spanked by a cock?”

Grayson froze with the smile still on his face, only blinking twice. …What did I just hear?

“What?”

To the single word he managed to utter, Dane smiled mysteriously, as if he had expected it. Just as Grayson felt a sudden chill, Dane rose and spoke.

“Get up, let’s go out.”

“Where?”

To the questioning Grayson, Dane replied simply.

“You drive.”

He frowned at the nonsensical instruction, but Dane seemed to have no intention of saying more and turned around, walking out of the snack room. In the end, Grayson couldn’t ask further and followed him out. He suddenly heard a sound. Grayson realized that Dane, who was walking ahead, was whistling, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Something is up.

Grayson kept glancing at Dane, who was sitting in the passenger seat, even while holding the steering wheel. Dane had reclined the seat and was lying down, his hands clasped behind his head. He looked like he was asleep with his eyes closed comfortably, but Grayson knew very well that he wasn’t.

As he drove along the route Dane had personally entered into the car’s navigation, Grayson grew increasingly restless. Finally, he couldn’t hold back and cautiously brought up the subject.

“Surely you’re not going to meet someone to sleep with, are you?”

He asked lightly, masking his true feelings, but Dane answered perfunctorily.

“Who knows? We’ll have to see when we get there.”

This time, Grayson completely turned his head to look at his face. To Dane, who was still feigning sleep with his eyes closed, Grayson asked with a smile. Although the curve of his eyes didn’t reach the smile.

“You don’t think I’m just going to sit by and watch, do you?”

Dane smirked, twisting the corner of his mouth. The moment Grayson flinched, Dane said with annoyance.

“I don’t care.”

For a moment, Grayson wanted to just ram his supercar into a wall. But just as he was about to turn the wheel, a mechanical sound suddenly rang out. [Proceed straight. Switched to autonomous driving.]

Maddeningly, the car had wrested the steering wheel away from Grayson. Grayson was dumbfounded, but Dane merely chuckled with his eyes closed.

In the end, he was forced to tag along on the way to find Dane’s sex partner, against his will.

“This is unfair.”

Grayson complained as soon as he got out of the car. Dane closed the passenger door and looked at him indifferently with half-open eyes. His attitude only further inflamed Grayson’s anger.

“We agreed not to do things like this for a while! What is this supposed to be? You really have no honor, you man. How can you drag the person you’re supposedly dating to come cheat on them? Hey, can’t you hear me? Where are you going! Hey! Dane Striker!”

Grayson finally lost his temper at the sight of Dane slowly heading toward the shopping center, scratching his ear with his pinky finger.

“Dishonorable, promiscuous bastard. Horny dog. Sex addict. Worn-out dick…”

“Welcome!”

A loud voice cut across Grayson’s endless stream of curses and insults. Grayson, who had been following Dane’s back, belatedly paused and turned his head. The owner, standing at the counter by the entrance, greeted Dane, who had entered first, with a hearty welcome.

“My goodness, look who it is! Welcome, Dane. It’s been ages! How have you been? Why haven’t you been around? You didn’t move to another shop, did you? Huh?”

Dane smiled faintly at the owner’s conspicuously suggestive behavior. Grayson’s face instantly darkened, but Dane continued speaking, unconcerned.

“Of course not. I was just a little busy. I’ve been good, have you? You’re still pretty…”

“Oh, now you’re even saying sweet nothings.”

The owner lightly chided Dane but seemed pleased. Of course, Grayson’s stomach completely twisted at the sight.

What? Pretty? That jerk says that to anyone?

He had called Grayson ‘pretty thing’ and thoroughly seduced him, only to find out now that he said it to anyone. That fact alone was shocking, but unbelievably, Dane even smiled and exchanged jokes with the owner. It was hard to believe that Dane—who was absolutely not a sociable person, but rather full of complaints and even gruff—would say and do things like that.

Could that man be his objective?

Grayson’s head instantly cooled. It was clear. Otherwise, there was no reason to come all the way here and spout such sickeningly sweet words.

Right in front of me.

Grayson’s eyes turned gold with rage. Just then, the owner, who had been laughing with Dane, paused.

“Oh, what’s that smell? It’s a scent I’ve never smelled before… Did you put on cologne?”

The owner suddenly sniffed, bringing his nose close to Dane’s body. Of course, it was Grayson’s pheromone scent. But to use such an obvious tactic—how disgusting!

“That’s…”

Just as Grayson was about to say, That’s my pheromone, Dane smiled and spoke.

“No way, I don’t wear cologne. See? It’s not, right?”

He deliberately opened his jacket and leaned forward. It was as if he was trying to let the owner smell better, but in Grayson’s eyes, it just looked like the two of them were flirting. Of course, Dane’s actual intention was precisely that. The owner, whose cheeks flushed slightly, inhaled close enough for his nose to almost touch Dane’s chest, then looked up at him.

“Mm, it really isn’t. That’s strange.”

“Right?”

Dane offered a gentle smile, then pointed to the window next to the counter.

“How about opening the window if it bothers you?”

“Should I?”

Only then did the owner reluctantly move away from Dane and head toward the window. Watching him pull up the blind covering the window, Dane finally turned his direction toward the inside of the shop. Naturally grabbing one of the baskets next to the counter, he glanced back. To Grayson, who was glaring at him with a terrifying look, he spoke casually.

“What are you doing? Pick something out too.”

What is this jerk talking about?

Grayson was so astonished that he frowned even harder. But Dane merely browsed the display shelves, picking up items one by one and dropping them into the basket.

What on earth…

Unable to figure out what was happening, Grayson, his face heavily scrunched up, strode toward Dane. Come to think of it, what kind of shop was this? The question occurred to him belatedly. He had been too busy chasing Dane to properly look at the sign, and once inside, he was too preoccupied with Dane flirting with the owner to look around the store.

He really came here to sleep with the owner…

Thinking that, Grayson turned his head, and something entered his vision. Dane had just picked up an item from the display shelf and put it in the basket. It was then that Grayson saw the writing and picture on the box.

Nipple clamps.

Grayson froze, completely still, staring intently only at the box.