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"You thought of everything." I accepted the glass of wine he handed me and sniffed. It was soft and sweet. 'A delicate bouquet,' I thought wine people would describe it. "This smells good."

"It's a rosé. Apparently it tastes like fruit juice." He took a sip and nodded appreciatively. "Tastes like my childhood, but alcoholic."

I sipped and found he was right. I'd have to be careful. A girl could drink a lot of it without meaning to.

"What do you want to eat? I can order us something else if you don't like any of this?" He'd do it too. If I told him I wanted a triple chocolate cheesecake, he'd have one on its way in moments. That thought alone added at least three kilos to my hips.

"No, this is plenty," I said quickly. There was almost too much to choose from. "Maybe some sushi for starters? None with avocado. I'm allergic." Not deathly so, but my face would resemble a red balloon for a few hours if I ate it.

"None of it has avocado. I checked with your mother before I ordered anything." He piled a plate high with sushi rolls and handed it to me.

"I'm impressed you'd take the time to do that," I admitted. "Most people wouldn't bother."

"I'm not most people." He piled sushi onto his own plate and leaned back on his hand. "I like to do things right the first time. Besides, I made it my mission to learn everything about you. Your likes, dislikes, pet hates."

I grimaced. "Like most people, one of my biggest pet hates is the expression pet hate. I mean, it sounds so cute, but at the same time not." Was I making any sense? I hadn't had that much wine yet, had I?

He chuckled. "Yeah, it does sound kinda dumb. What else annoys you as much as that?"

I swallowed my mouthful. The sushi was so good. So fresh.

"I don't like pickles on hamburgers. Or beetroot for that matter. I don't like people who park in the middle of two parking spaces."

"Does anyone? The amount of times I've been tempted to…" He shook his head. He finished with, "It's annoying as fuck."

I'd had just enough wine to ask, "Tempted to do what? Key the side of their car?"

"More like key the side of their face," he growled. "The car did nothing wrong."

"Yeah. I guess it's not okay to take it out on the car." I wasn't sure I advocated scraping a piece of metal along someone's face either, but people do things in the heat of the moment.

He huffed out a breath. "What else? How about things you like? Apart from me and Ice that is. And computer shit."

I wasn't sure how I felt about him referring to what I did as ‘computer shit’. "I like chocolate covered liquorice. In fact, I like chocolate covered pretty much everything."

"Good to know." He looked sly. "I'm sure you'd love chocolate covered cock."

My face heated. "I might. I'm sure Ice would too."

Mannix leaned closer to me. "You want to see that, Princess? Because I can arrange it. You can have a front row seat to watch Ice suck chocolate sauce off my cock."

His words ignited my core.

"I would like to see that," I said softly. I was about to add, 'But only if you want to do it.'

I remembered what Mannix said about asking for what I wanted, and taking it, so I didn't. Ofcourse, they’d only do it if they wanted to. If they did, I'd be into it.

"I'll sort it out." He brushed his lips over mine, then sat up to refill both of our glasses and drag the taco ingredients over closer.

"Let me guess, you like it stuffed as full as you can get." The look he shot me was questioning and heated at the same time.

"That's exactly how I like it," I agreed. My taco and, from my limited experience, my pussy.

"That's my girl." He put every possible ingredient into the taco except the guacamole. "Extra sour cream for you." He smiled like he was putting cum on my taco before he handed it to me.

Either way, I bit into it and closed my eyes in appreciation.

"Tacos are one of my favourite foods."

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