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And she is. It has to only be that, for Julian.
But I shouldn’t have let it get this far….
“Buster,” I say, and he returns to my feet.
“I don’t mind.”
My woman smiles vivaciously as she stands, her cheeks seeming to glow, making me think of her aiming those curved lips at our children, our future pets, all cherished moments.
It takes me a second to respond.
I’m looking at her lips, full and tempting, realizing I didn’t even kiss her last time. I just rubbed her soaked pussy like some mindless animal, too obsessed to treat her like she deserves.
To reach out, touch her hips, kiss her gently, then harder, more possessively….
“He’s a little rascal,” I say, tone lame as hell.
Lauren turns, leaning down to pick up some bags she’s left on the ground.
I move past her, sweeping the bags up quickly.
“Such a gentleman,” she says with an ironic tilt to her voice.
Chuckling, I carry the bags into the apartment, achingly aware of my woman’s footsteps behind me as we cross from rug to hardwood floor and back to rug again.
After I’ve placed her bags on the living room floor, Lauren taps herself on the head.
I can’t help but laugh again at the gesture. It seems so over the top, like something out of a comic book.
I’m grinning as she meets my eye, her lips mirroring mine.
Buster’s butt shuffles side to side as he looks between us.
“Something wrong?” I ask.
“I’ve forgotten the table,” she says. “It’s in my car.”
“I can get it,” I tell her, wanting to do something kind for her.
Nothing happened, like I said. We’re pretending that’s the truth. But it doesn’t mean I can’t show her I care in small ways.
“Are you sure?” she asks.
“I insist. As long as you trust me with your car keys.”
“Your dad’s best friend. Why wouldn’t I trust you?”
She says it almost aggressively, and I know what point she’s making. She’s letting me know she can see right through this bullshit.
We’re both avoiding it, but she’s just thrown the first projectile, the first hint.
I was between her legs, my face pressed against her sopping slit, and we were speaking like….
“Nothing happened,” Lauren says, her voice trembling.
“Give me your car keys.” I stick my hand out. “I’ll go get the table.”
She’s trying to bring it out into the open.
