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“Are you only with me for the sex?” I ask.
“Ha, are you joking?” he asks, confused.
“No,” I answer seriously.
“Of course I’m not. I’m with you because you make my fucking head spin. Because when you aren’t with me, I’m thinking of you. Because when you are with me, I am still thinking of you. I can go without sex, Avani, not that I want to. But I can.”
His eyes sear into me, and he grips my ass in his strong hands before he continues. “I want you. That much is obvious to those around me. I did eat your pancakes after all. If that isn’t love, what is?” he says, winking.
I laugh, throwing my head back. “I guess that is love,” I agree as he slaps my ass.
“Now, let’s go for round two.”
“I need food,” I tell him, looking behind me at the food he bought. He lifts me up and turns me around to sit in his lap, his cock hard again against my ass.
“You eat, I’ll fuck.”
“Oh my God.” I giggle.
“No, love. Not just any god, but your fucking god.”
“That was so cheesy,” I say, reaching for the spring rolls. He laughs and kisses my back. I tense for a second at the contact, but I brush it off as his lips continue to press along my spine.
“You are so perfect,” he says softly.
“Yeah, that’s what he said,” I joke.
“And now… That bastard’s dead.”
“Ding-dong dead,” I reply, smiling. “Is it bad the thought of him no longer breathing makes me smile?”
“No, absolutely not.”
“Good, because it does,” I say, wiggling against him and sitting back on his cock. “Spring roll?” I offer.
“No,” he chokes out.
“Can I have your spring roll, then?” I ask, tensing my muscles. He bites his bottom lip as he nods his head, unable to reply. “Good, both my holes are hungry.” I bite into the food and move my hips.
“Fuck,” he says with a groan.
“Maybe you need to see a doctor. You keep repeating words.”
Grayson kisses my back, and somehow, we end up on the floor.
As Monica’s in charge now, I didn’t plan to go into the club immediately. She’s had my job for over a year, and it would be unfair for me to come back in and take it away from her. But as soon as I walk in, she spots me and runs at me, her arms wrapping around my shoulders, holding me to her.
“Thank God you’re here.”
I hug her back, patting her shoulders. When she pulls away, she has a big smile on her face. “You going to be the boss again? I don’t want it.”
I look back to Grayson, who raises a brow. “She’s always late. I’d fire her,” he says, leaning casually against the counter.
“I’m only late for you,” I point out.
“No, she isn’t getting that job back. Like I said, I’d fire her.” He turns away and goes into the office. I look back to Monica, who is staring at Grayson with a confused expression.
“He mad at you?” she asks. “He’s been real mopey since you’ve been gone. And now that you’re back, he seems…” She trails off.
