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I shake the bag and pills rattle. “You should start taking those tonight.”
“Wonderful.”
“The slippers are Dolce & Gabbana.”
“Seriously?” She snort-laughs, just like that first night. “Nana’s going to love them. Designer slippers. I never thought I’d see it.”
“Nothing but the best. Your brother’s getting Gucci.”
“Are you done showing off?”
“For now. Do you mind if I put in for some food? I’m starving.”
Her jaw works. She does that when she’s pissed. Which means she does it a lot when I’m around. The girl’s gorgeous though, even when she’s pissed. I love that thick auburn hair and her bright green eyes. And those lips—she licks them each time she sees me. She might not think I notice, but god, I notice. I can’t help myself. That mouth is the opening to fucking heaven, far as I’m concerned.
“Fine. But don’t linger.”
I linger. For hours. Each time she comes back, looking more and more harried, I ask for something else. Fries, a milkshake, a soda, more fries. She’s getting exasperated, and she manages to ignore me for an hour before she finally breaks.
“Yes, hello, could I put in an order of—” I glance at the menu. “Hash browns. A lot of hash browns.”
“Why are you still here?” she hisses at me. “Thank you for the things. They are very appreciated. But we’re done now, right?”
“Not even close, baby.” I lean closer. “What else does your family need?”
“I’m not doing this again.”
“Then what do you need? Ten minutes to yourself? I’ll rub your feet. I’ll finger fuck you until?—”
“I’m at work,” she says, looking around to make sure nobody heard. The pervy old guys one booth over have their hearing aids turned down and they’re all shouting at each other.
“And I’m trying to take care of you. Start letting me.”
She sucks in a deep breath, whirls around, and marches off.
The hash browns come out a few minutes later. They aren’t bad. I notice her older friend is working tonight too, and the pair of them keep whispering to each other and giving me looks. I think the friend likes me, but I don’t want to jump to any conclusions. It’s just, I know what a horny older woman looks like, and that waitress is practically salivating at the thought of getting me alone. It’s flattering.
“Come with me,” she says another half hour later. She doesn’t wait to give me a chance to reply, only storms out the front door. I slide out of the booth and mosey on after her, smiling the whole way. This is fun—she’s pissed off and frustrated, but I’ve never enjoyed myself so much before. I’m doing the right thing, and it gives me a sense of calm purpose.
“If you want to make out in private, my car’s right over there.”
She whirls on me. “Enough. What do I have to do to make this stop? It’s bad enough that I’m puking every morning. I’m exhausted, my feet throb, my back hurts, my boobs are so sensitive I could scream?—”
My eyebrows raise as I glance at her chest. “Are they?” I murmur as a thousand very filthy ideas flit through my head. “I wonder?—”
“No, you don’t wonder, now stop it.” She sighs and rubs her forehead. “How do I get rid of you?”
“Let me take care of you. Or just marry me.”
“No to both.”
“How about I pay for your brother’s medication for the rest of his life?”
That gets her attention. I figured it would. She mentioned medicine before and I caught a glimpse of the stuff in her family’s kitchen. Epilepsy pills, and not the cheap generic ones. She must be spending an enormous amount of money on them, and now I totally understand why she stole my Rolex. For her, it was a matter of life and death. I’m glad she did it, honestly. I’m glad it was me that took her home, fucked her into another timeline, and slept through her little robbery.
“You’d do that?” Her voice is quiet. There’s still some anger, but she’s listening now.
“When I say I want to take care of you, that extends to your entire life. Your brother, Nana, everything. If you marry me and let me be a father to this baby, I’ll make sure you and your brother and your nana never have to worry about money again.” I step closer and watch her chest rise and fall. She’s scared, but tempted. That must make me the devil. I like it. “I’m not fucking with you, Molly. I’m not going to hurt you. Maybe you don’t understand why I want this, and that’s fine. You’ll figure it out eventually. For now, all you need to know is I can give you what you want as long as you give me what I need.”
