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Enzo
I’m fully aware I’m being an asshole. Should I ask her why she pulled away from the kiss looking repulsed?
Hell yeah.
Am I going to?
Hell no.
I grip her hips and prop her up off my growing erection. “It’s a natural response.” I roll over because it’s not a natural response for me. It’s just my body’s response to her.
“Sorry, but you have to stay up. I’m going to order us some food.” She disappears back into the bathroom.
I’m being punished. I know I am. Otherwise, why on Earth would I be staying in the same hotel room as the woman I want under me, on top of me, next to me, on all fours… shit, the list goes on.
She walks back in, her hair thrown up in a messy bun, the ridiculous pajamas she bought at Target clinging to her body.
I eye her, sliding up to the headboard so she doesn’t pounce on me again. “I really don’t understand why you bought those.”
She looks down and laughs. “What? They’re cute. You could’ve been Captain America.”
I’m not complimenting her, but the way the lounge pants with Wonder Woman logos hug her ass is only making my dick want to point north again. “I told you I’m fine.”
She shrugs then grabs the room service menu near the telephone. After she has it in hand, she hops on her bed like a kid in her first hotel room.
“You like this?” I ask.
She smiles. “I do. Hotels are fun.”
I admire her child-like attitude. It reminds me of when she was in Central Park. She thinks I have multiple personalities? She should look in the mirror.
“You want to have a look?” She extends the menu to me, but I don’t take it.
“You know what I like.”
“Sadly, I do. Is it a healthy day or junk food day?” she asks, setting the menu on the bed.
I quirk an eyebrow, looking for further explanation.
“Every Monday, it’s salad or a protein and vegetable only. As the week carries on, you request subs, burgers, and fries.”
I think about the past week, and damn, she’s right. After a Sunday dinner at my parents’, I swear to eat healthy all week, but it eventually wanes.
“I get it, the whole Monday morning diet thing, but…” She buries her head in the menu once more.
“But what? Let me guess, you’re going to lecture me about all the trans fats I’m consuming?”
“No!” She chuckles. “I’m ordering two appetizers hoping the side Caesar salad will make up for it, but everyone knows that’s not healthy. But we’re here and I’m going to make the most of it. We should rent a movie too.”
“Okay, and then I’ll freeze your bra when you fall asleep first.”
She smirks, glaring at me from the corner of her eye.
“Blanca, my sister,” I answer before she asks how I would know.
“Just so you know, that doesn’t actually happen.”
