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“Oh, I know that, sweetheart. You love when I eat you out from behind, right? Hands and knees. Your ass high in the air. Wiggling those hips of yours.”

“Are you flirting with me right now?” I asked. “After I’m drinking and pouring my heart out to you?”

“Please. You’re telling me a story about you realizing you dug yourself a hole. And you’re drinking tequila. Which means you want to get naked and wiggly.”

That made me laugh.

“Fair enough,” I said. “Hey. For real though, Riff. I’m sorry for crashing your night. I don’t know if you had plans or not. I just kind of showed up.”

“Yeah, you did. You definitely crashed my night. But you don’t hear me complaining.”

“You sure?”

“Positive. It’s not a big deal at all. Although…”

“Here we go,” I said. “What?”

Riff inched closer to me. “You need to call that boyfriend of yours and dump him for real.”

“Oh? Why is that?”

Riff’s eyes suddenly smoldered in a way that almost made me fall out of my chair.

He leaned even closer to me.

His lips millimeters from mine.

“So I can fuck you, Fi.”

The thoughtof ever having to talk to Dave again made me want to vomit.

But Riff was right.

Whether he ended up inside me tonight or not didn’t matter. (Or maybe it did.)

Either way, I had to talk to Dave and settle this mess once and for all.

I pictured poor Dave sitting at the bar, alone, staring at the diamond ring.

Wondering what the hell went wrong.

We were never that close!

I walked to the other side of the outdoor bar area.

I stared at the ocean.

A part of me did consider sending a text.

I knew if I did that Riff would tell me it didn’t count.

Even if I wasn’t serious about Dave, he was obviously serious about me.

I want to just forget about it.

My pussy is so good it makes men propose!

Well, if it’s that good, then why hasn’t Riff proposed?

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