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“It’s true and you know it.”

“Well, you can be a real pain in the ass yourself. Case in point.” I said, motioning around. “If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be locked in this stairwell.” I looked at her, feeling guilty for not overriding her and taking the vases up myself. “I should have helped you with these.”

“I asked you not to.”

“You do what I ask, remember?”

She looked away. “I’m sorry I sold the bracelet.”

“Why’d you do it?”

“I needed the money.”

“Why didn’t you just ask?”

“What? Ask my boss for more money. You already gave me a raise for all of this.” She motioned to the flowers. “It’s not your job to deal with my financial problems.”

“Well, I would have rather done that than have you sell your jewelry for pennies on the dollar.”

“I didn’t know.”

“You didn’t ask.”

“Why’d you buy me such an expensive gift after knowing me for a day and a half? Why’d you inscribe it with ‘my heart, my love’? What the hell is that about, Damian?”

I grumbled and pulled her feet in my lap examining them. It didn’t look as bad as I had initially thought. There were only a few visible pieces of glass in one of her feet, and I went to work removing them.

“Ow, that fucking hurts Damian.” She snapped.

I ignored her and removed the last few pieces.

“Ow.” She grunted out once more.

I took my suit jacket and ripped the sleeves off, and stuck each food through one armhole, making a makeshift sock to protect her feet from the cold concrete, and any remaining glass that had sprayed up here.

“You know you’re a real dumb-dumb for not bringing your phone.”

“Next time you fall down the stairs, I’ll remember to grab it on the way.”

She looked at me with hooded eyes and crawled over. She straddled me, with her knees on either side of me, on the ground.

“Unzip your pants.” She said, eyeing me.

I groaned, “Addison, not now.”

“Do it.” She commanded me.

I gave her a raised eyebrow. “Watch your tone with me, or there’ll be consequences.”

“Damian.” She looped her arms over my neck, nodding down.

“Don’t make me do it myself. I’ll hurt my hands.” She said in a softer tone, I couldn't deny.

I groaned and unzipped my zipper, and my cock bulged against my boxers.

“All the way.” She instructed.

When my cock sprung free, she pulled herself tight against my chest and lifted herself up. “Help me.”

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