His Human (The New Neighbors #2) - M.A. Innes Page 0,59

wouldn’t tell me what was going on.

He’d ranged from dressing me like a porn star on the audition of a lifetime to something that resembled a sexy librarian…now it was somewhere between the two. I had on skintight black pants and heeled boots that were one of the more feminine pairs I owned and a tight black shirt with a wide neckline that showed off every line of my body.

Sexy…but at least I was wearing more clothes than the porn star outfit.

As his tentacle stroked around my neck and down my chest, he nodded. “Yes, this is a very good compromise. You are presentable for public viewing and remind me of our first date, but you are very much my submissive.”

Okay, I could see that, but I wasn’t sure what was going on. He was pleased with himself, though, and I liked the look, so I nodded. “You did a good job picking out my outfit, Master.”

He was right. It was mostly appropriate for public viewing as long as he wasn’t taking me someplace like a church…but knowing Maverick, it could be anything.

“You know, if I knew where we were going, I could be more help about what’s appropriate for different social settings.” ’Cause that first outfit had been perfect for a BDSM club or something fun like that.

“Yes. I realize that.” But he didn’t seem to feel the need to share because he went about straightening my clothes and turning me around to study me. “Now you are ready.”

Ready for what?

Instead of telling me, he picked me up and walked over to the bed and placed me carefully on the side. “You must wait patiently and not move around the room. I will not take long.”

Because he only seemed to have one style of clothing.

“Yes, Master.”

Yep, two minutes later he stepped out of the bathroom in nearly an identical outfit to the one he’d originally had on, but now the shirt was a crisp white, and with the black pants he was wearing he looked very formal.

Interesting.

My outfit was sexy, but yeah, it could also be seen as formal sexy…were we going out to dinner?

Late afternoon wasn’t the wrong time to eat out, but it didn’t seem to be a logical option considering that Master liked schedules.

“Are we going out to dinner someplace fancy?” I sighed when he shrugged.

“Eventually that may be on our schedule.”

His expression said I should be pleased he’d shared that much, but it wasn’t as helpful as he thought it was.

“Okay, Master.” I was going to attempt to behave since pestering him didn’t seem to be working.

Maverick walked over to the bed and picked me up again to stand me up and check me over one more time. As he turned me in a circle, inspecting every inch, he was quietly mumbling to himself that he wished human social customs made having my ass on display more appropriate.

Where the fuck were we going?

“You are ready.” The fact that he kept saying that made me wonder what he was so nervous about. That was the only reason I could think of for his nearly obsessive behavior as he’d gotten me ready.

“Thank you, Master.” I took the risk of wrinkling us and gave him a quick hug. “Thank you for taking care of me.”

He pressed a kiss to my cheek as I pulled away then brushed over my clothes again as he smiled. “You look very nice, my little human. Very appropriate for a bonded mate.”

After a month of dating, there was no doubting the idea that we were bonded. Maverick had even officially moved in last week because being away from me for long periods had started making him very uncomfortable, as he’d called it.

To me, it’d seemed like he’d already been living with me, so making room for a few more outfits and the odd piece of furniture hadn’t felt like much difference. Until he’d brought it up, I’d actually forgotten that he wasn’t living with me.

Cameron had laughed when I’d said that, but I was pretty sure Maverick hadn’t left since our first date for more than a few hours, so I didn’t feel ridiculous for forgetting about his small apartment.

“You look very handsome, Master.” Taking a cue from his behavior, I smoothed out his shirt and fiddled with his clothes even though he looked just as nice as I did. “You look just like a strong, bonded mate should.”

He preened under my touch and puffed up before settling down and straightening his clothes