What's wrong?

She was licking the tip of the spoon when he said something about being his pet. Her spoon immediately fell as the shock made the grip loose. No matter how much she thought of him as a weird one, or how much she thought of what he would do with her, being a pet was the least she could imagine.

'What does he mean?'

A multitude of questions surfaced in her mind making her forget all the time she spent on making a decision on boundaries. One of the rules she made was to not cross a line and be familiar with him. Should she just accept it like it was a normal thing? Should she try to understand more of his words?