SIXTY – LOVE AND EMOTIONS

MIRA

Sydney sashays in our direction in a puff of pink and flair. He stops directly before us, holding out a hand to me. I flick a glance at Mason to find his lips twitching with a suppressed smile.

"And who might this dark haired goddess be?"

I place my hand hesitantly in his, and he places a chaste kiss on the back of my palm.

"Mira. Nice to meet you." I murmur.

He eases back, but still holds on to my fingers, while his expressive blue eyes access me.

"Mm, Mira. You have gorgeous hair. God, think about all the things we could do with that marvellous colour."

I smile.

" Thank you."

I like Sydney. He seems like a really great guy.

" If you're still interested in keeping both your balls, I would advice you to ease off." Comes Mason's cold, steely voice.

I freeze. Sydney is obviously gay. There is nothing wrong with him touching me…is there?

Thankfully, he eases off without a word of complaint.

"My apologies, sir. What will I be doing for you today? Do you have a theme in mind?"

He dir