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My bestie senses this, and for the next twenty minutes, in between ordering and the delivery of our food and drinks, Natalie relays the details of her ‘fantastic date’ with Big Barron. We eat while she talks and I text, pausing only to chew the food in our mouths.
From Nat’s story, I gather BB had shown her a good time, treating her like the princess she is.
And I’m extremely happy for her.
Natalie, a widow, raising a toddler on her own, hasn’t had it easy. She went through some rough times as a single parent. I filled in where I could, but I’m no substitute for a partner in her life.
And now, after a year of flirting, she and BB ended up together.
Now, that’s a fairy tale.
I put the last spoonful of chili in my mouth as Nat finishes with, “And when we woke up, we did it again.”
The sex must’ve been good. Nat hasn’t stopped smiling from ear to ear, giggling and blushing like she’s twelve. Speaking of the devil... or rather Nat’s angel, BB, wiping his hand on his spotted apron, comes from the kitchen to check on us. “How are things going?”
I give him the thumbs up, receiving a pleased grin in return. Natalie grabs his hand, stroking her thumb on the back. “It was superb, sweetie.”
BB runs a finger down her cheek, tapping her chin. “Thank you, liebchen.”
I make a gagging noise at their PDA. They both laugh.
Standing, I ask BB for directions to the restroom. My sudden need to use the facilities will give them some privacy.
As I walk, I repeat the way to the restroom in my head: Around the wall, go straight until I see the highchairs. There’s a hallway with a sign above it.
I look up to see if the black and white sign “WC” is there. Sure enough—
I slam into a brick structure and bounce into the wall. My shoulder, already hurting from carrying the camera bag around all day, twinges in pain.
An all too familiar voice says, “Damn, I didn’t mean—“
The same time I say, ”—Royce? What are you doing here?”
Chapter Nine
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Genesis
Hisgazegoestothe hand that’s rubbing my shoulder. “Did I hurt you?”
I bark out a laugh at the irony.
His hazel gaze narrows. “What’s so funny?”
I stop rubbing to poke him in his chest. “You’ve never worried about that before.”
The blush that spreads to the top of his cheeks is so damn hot, I swear my thong combusts.
“Yeah, you’re right about that.” He avoids my gaze by giving my ensemble a once over. From my white Converse to the bandanna around my neck. I suck in a breath when his hands move, lightning fast, to pull at the scarf I used to cover up his mark.
It dangles from his hand, not even close to touching the floor because he’s so damn tall. “Fuck, that’s big.”
For a moment, I think he’s talking about himself… or his dick. I shake my head, getting rid of the images of him naked, his enormous cock ready to tear me in two. “Yeah, I know. I had a hell of a time cov—“
His fingers are back on my neck, caressing the blemish he’d made with his teeth. His eyes are both intense and sad, like the end of a movie when the hero dies. “Answer me, Sin. Did I hurt you?”
You will. You really will when you leave. Especially if you keep acting like you care.
