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After they hug and disperse, Valentina makes her way over to my table.
I try not to notice the way she swings her hips as she walks and how I follow every damn curve of her body as she moves.
I look up as she stands before me. She reaches out and pulls my cap down farther to cover my eyes. Swatting her hand away, she laughs playfully. I pull my cap up and grab my keys. “Ready to go?”
“Yes, but we have to go shopping.”
I look at her, stunned. “Shopping?”
“Oh, don’t look like you just sucked on a lemon. I need to find a bridal gift for Sarah and Dale.”
“You didn’t think to do that before we left Boston?”
She puts one hand on her hip as she gives me a pointed look. “I didn’t have enough room in my suitcase, since some asshole made me unpack.”
My mind drifts to the pink dildo that fell out and, if I’m honest, it’s all I’ve been thinking about and if she used it last night. It’s so fucking wrong, using a sex toy when it could be me…Fuck,there I go again, like a broken record. I need to quit this shit.
“That asshole wanted you to travel in style, and comfort. Plus, you’re not even going to wear half of the stuff you even brought.”
She rolls her eyes. “Is this the real reason you’re single?”
“Again, being single is my choice.” I know she wants me to ask her what she means, and frankly, I’m intrigued. “And what do you mean,the real reason?”
“You made the mistake of dictating a woman’s wardrobe,” she states.
I can’t help but grin as I shake my head and laugh. “I did that?”
“Yes.”
I stand, leaning toward her ear. “Your brother would thank me, seeing some of the things you left behind. What do you call an outfit that looks like an eyepatch instead of a top anyway?”
“Fashion,” she states, like it’s obvious.
I linger for a moment. I don’t mean to, but she smells so fucking good. So fucking lovely.
Her sweet perfume laced with French toast and maple syrup.
She’s moved one hand to clutch my bicep and I don’t remove it.
“I don’t recall you minding the outfit I had on last night,” she goes on.
“At least today you have your tits covered,” I all but bark. Thinking about another man looking at her body makes me fucking furious.This is worse than I thought.“That’s a good start.”
“Did you want to slide your hand inside there?” she whispers. “And play with me?”
I swallow hard. “Valentina…”
“I bet you want to know if I played with myself last night, don’t you, Enzo?”
We shouldn’t be talking like this…
Instead of backing off, telling her to shut her dirty little mouth, I don’t. I pull her by the hip, so her body is flush against mine. To anyone close by, it would just seem like we’re sharing an embrace.
“Well,” I whisper, my other hand slipping into her hair. A small mewl leaves her throat that almost has me shooting my load in my jeans. “Did you?”
She shakes her head. “Nope.”
My throat feels thick as I ask, “Why not?”
