His expression showed nothing. Curse his poker face. — It wasn’t a busy night at the small restaurant, but there were enough people that you could sense bits and pieces of tones from conversations flowing around us. I looked across the table at my partner, my man, with a radiant smile — my absolute dream sex god, who was currently holding a precious little device in his pocket. One that, whenever he chose, would stimulate my insides should he press the button on said device.