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“This is my life. This is how I make my money. This is what I do. Don’t like it, then you know what to do.” I say the words, but I’m pretty sure she knows just as well as I do that I’ll never let her walk away from me. Not until I get what I need from her.
Her mouth opens and closes like a goldfish.
“So, food. Shall we?”
Without giving her a chance to argue, I climb on to my bike and wait for her to join me. She mutters something under her breath, but I allow her to vent before she eventually climbs on and wraps her arms around me.
I take off, but I’m not ready to leave my home yet. I drive to the nicest end of town. I mean, it’s still a shithole, especially compared to anything she’s used to, but I’m confident my gun won’t need to come out here, put it that way.
“Pizza?” I ask over my shoulder after killing the engine.
“Sure.” I’m fascinated as she pulls the helmet from her head like a pro. I watch as her long curls settle around her shoulders.
She’s really fucking beautiful.
As I hold my hand out, she slips hers into it and together we walk toward the pizza place in which I’ve spent hours of my life.
I’m greeted like a long lost family member when we step inside Lucio’s.
“Is there anyone in this town who doesn’t know you?” Remi whispers as we’re shown to my usual table.
“Nah. Anyone who is anyone knows who Ace Jagger is.”
“Whoa, your ego really knows no bounds, does it?”
“Nope. Two of the usual, please,” I ask Lucio before he runs off to place our order.
“I can order for myself, you know,” she seethes, sitting back in her seat and looking around the place.
“I’m aware, but I wouldn’t want you ordering anything but the best this place has to offer.”
“And what if I don’t like it?”
“Not possible.”
“Really? What if you’ve just ordered me meat and I’m a vegetarian.”
“You’re not.”
She narrows her eyes at me in frustration. “What if I’m allergic to something?”
“Are you?”
“Well… no, but that’s not the point.”
“So what is the point, Princess?”
“I have my own mind, and I appreciate being able to use it.”
“You can choose dessert,” I smirk. “How’s that?”
“Fine. I hope you're allergic to chocolate and ice cream.”
I can’t help but laugh at her as she crosses her arms over her chest and pouts. “Please don’t sulk. It makes you look like the cheer bitches from school.”
“You noticed them, huh?”
“Hard not to when they constantly want to get on my dick.”
