“My sub doesn't pay for me,” he says, pulling me to my feet. “That just doesn't happen.”

“But we ordered so much,” I say helplessly.

“It made you happy,” he says simply. “Now I get to play with you. And that makes me happy.”

“I don't think it's that simple an equation.”

“Maybe not,” he concedes. “But then, if if sex were the same thing as math, a lot more people would be lining up to take calculus.”