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It both makes me feel like a king that I'm pleasing her and breaks my heart that she looks so damn happy over such a small thing.
As requested, Mia repeats the fingerspelled sequence again, slower this time. I still don't understand it in full, but this time I get the gist.
She's wondering how come I know how to fingerspell. She wants to know if I knew the technique from before or learned it to talk to her.
And there it is again. That disbelieving look on her face. As if she doesn't think she's worth the trouble.
I smile at her and fingerspell my answer as I talk. “Baby, I learned for you. I want to talk with you. You know that."
She sighs and looks away.
I gently clasp her upper arms and make her look at me. I don't fingerspell because her eyes are just where I want them: on my lips.
"You know it's true. Now, let's go grab lunch, and then we can go grocery shopping, okay?"
Mia is amazing at reading lips, so she gets me in an instant.
She mentioned she's actually studying how to get even better at this. She told me she's got a degree in psychology, and she's working for the Mandarin's cleaning service to keep up with expenses as she gets her master’s degree in clinical psychology. When I asked her if she meant to be a therapist when she was done studying, she told me she might do that, too, but that her main goal is to work in a forensic environment. She wants to apply her expertise in reading lips, facial micro-expressions, and body language to criminal profiling for the FBI. My little beauty is a total badass.
When I see she's still not answering me, I pull her closer to my chest. "Mia?"
She pushes out of my arms and takes a step back. Her little index pops up. She's asking me to wait a sec. She picks her phone up again and starts to type:
“You say you really like me, right?”
I nod.
She doesn't give me the phone, turns the screen her way, and taps away at it again.
“Then prove it…”
"How?" I ask.
She smirks at me, looking adorable in the process, then writes some more:
“I want you to tell me a secret…”
I nod again, gesturing for the phone.
“And if I do, you'll come have lunch with me right now?”
Mia's smile gets bigger. She takes the phone from me again.
“Sure. But it can't be just any secret. I pick.”
I chuckle. "Of course you do."
She bites her full lower lip, making my cock jump uncomfortably behind the zip of my jeans.
I'm pretty sure that if she were to ask for the PIN of my black Amex right now, I would give it to her.
She goes back to typing, then shows me the screen.
I laugh as I read her request, shaking my head. I point at her, then talk and fingerspell at the same time. "You are one devious, sassy little thing, you know that?! You went straight for the goods!"
Mia giggles, sticks her tongue out at me, and then goes back to typing and again shows me the screen.
“So, you gonna spill the beans or not?”
