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“I’ll fix your table and if it can’t be fixed, I’ll buy you a new one.” He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms under his chest. His eyes roamed down the length of me, reminding me that I didn’t have much on. “Next time, we’re breaking your fucking bed.”
“Next time?” I asked, taking a sip of the coffee, hope dancing inside of me. I went up to the counter to root through the bag.
Sammy remained close, turning toward me. “You thought I’d fuck you and leave?”
“You did leave, did you not? You’re wearing different clothes.” When I looked in the bag, my eyes widened.
“I slept beside you after I put you in bed. I eventually woke up because I couldn’t sleep anymore. I saw you didn’t have any pain meds, so I knocked on one of your neighbor’s doors, got what I needed, and put them on your nightstand. After that, I went home to shower and change. I would have been back sooner, but traffic was shit.”
“I...” I pulled out a bottle of Tylenol, a box of Band Aids, along with a box of tampons and a box of pads. “You did this. For me?”
“Yes. You didn’t have anything in your medicine cabinet. Speaking of, did you take the meds?”
“Uh...no. I was kind of distracted by you being nice.”
He mumbled a curse, pushed away from the counter, and left the kitchen.
While I went through the bag, I couldn’t help the flutter in my stomach over how nice this was of him. It was thoughtful and while most would think it was lame, it was the sweetest thing a guy had ever done for me.
“Take these.”
I jumped when Sammy stepped up behind me, holding his hand out in front of me. I took the two little pills sitting in the palm of his hand and stuck them between my lips.
“Here.” He handed me a bottle of water.
I took a sip, swallowed the pills, and opened my mouth, sticking out my tongue. “Ahhh. Happy?”
He fisted my hair, tugging my head back.
I whimpered at the odd angle, my body flushing with heat.
“Next time I ask you to do something, it would bode well for you if you listened,” he murmured in my ear.
“And if I don’t?” I threw back at him.
“I don’t think your ass will like the things I have planned for it if you don’t in fact listen to me.” He kissed my cheek and released my hair roughly. “You’re also lucky that I like little brats who defy me.”
“Well, you’re in luck, Sammy,” I said, winking.
“Drink your coffee.” He shook his head. “I’ll make breakfast.”
“You don’t have to.” I took the bag from the counter. “Thank you for buying these things for me. You didn’t have to do that either.”
“I wanted to, and I also want to cook you breakfast.” Sammy went to the fridge and pulled out a carton of eggs.
“Stop, Sam. Seriously.” I grabbed the eggs from him. “If you want to fuck me again, just tell me, but you don’t have to cook me breakfast.”
“I don’t know who the fuck hurt you but when I say I’m going to do something, I mean it. I said I was going to fuck you. I did. I said I was going to break your table. I did. Now I said I’m going to cook you breakfast. Which…” He ripped the carton of eggs from my hand. “I’m about to do.”
“Why?” I appreciated him being nice but there had to be an ulterior motive behind his actions.
“Because I’m hungry. We worked up an appetite last night and I haven’t eaten anything besides your pussy in twelve hours. So, forgive me for wanting some food.”
I searched his face, looking for a sign, an indication that there was another plan behind his being nice, but I couldn’t find anything. I couldn’t read him, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
“Listen.” His brows narrowed. “I don’t have an ulterior motive. Do I want to fuck you again? Yes. Will I fuck you again? Definitely yes. My only motive is to feed you, fuck, shower, fuck again, and maybe if you let me, get to know you a bit more too. Is all of that fine with you?” he asked, his voice curt and to the point.
I only nodded because what the hell could I even say to all of that?
