POV Lisa.
I've been finding Drake's attitude strange for the past few days. He's been much more attentive to me before and I really think our dominant-submissive relationship is taking a new turn. Yesterday, for example, he took me out to eat at a fancy restaurant, he had a whole space reserved for us to be alone together. And when he spilled tartar sauce on my throat during the meal, only to come and lick it off in the next few seconds, I realized that it was anything but innocent. I loved this evening, this little interlude that brought us even closer. I know I shouldn't, but his way of being, the gifts and all that, only increase the love I have for him making me hope that one day, he can tell me those words I've been dreaming of hearing for a few weeks now. This closeness also increases my feeling of anxiety, what will happen if he never feels the same as me? That I was totally wrong and that all he was trying to do was to please me? To make me feel better after my fight with Madd
