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“Are you planning on getting out, or are you going to stare at me a bit longer?”
I shake my head. Turning, I slip my leg outside the car. I haven’t taken his offered hand, and I don’t plan on it. But he hasn’t withdrawn it either.
“I’m very capable of climbing out myself.”
“Well, pardon me for trying to be a gentleman.” He grins, but his eyes glare. “You gonna take my hand? Today?”
I glare right back but reach out, placing my hand in his warm one. Heat radiates up, but I ignore the sensation and focus on not falling as he yanks me up out of the car.
“Ugh.” I can’t help the whine that slips from my lips as my thighs clench together. “What the hell size cock do you have?” He raises an eyebrow. “Never mind.”
He releases my hand but doesn’t step back.
“What is that supposed to mean?” His question partially comes out as a confused laugh.
“It’s nothing.” Again, I shake my head. “I’m just a sore. Just because I can’t remember partaking in extracurricular activities with you last night, I can definitely feel it.”
His face drops like it did forty-five minutes ago when we had this same conversation.
“I’m fine,” I tell him. “Just like I told you back at your house.” I pause, letting out a breath. “Now can you move so I can go up to my condo, please?”
“No.” He sounds frazzled but doesn’t look the type to be affected that way. “If you’re hurt, then you’re not fine.”
Was that a mock? It sounded like a mock.
“I didn’t say I was hurt. Sore, Drago, just sore. It’s not the same thing.”
He breaks into a big smile, his frown vanishing as if it were never there. That damn smile is something I shouldn’t like, but for whatever reason, I do.
“So, my junk is big, huh?”
“Fuck if I know,” I blurt. “I don’t remember it. But when I can feel the aftermath the next day, I’m guessing you’re not packing normal-sized sausage.”
Definitely wish I had remembered it.
“I wouldn’t know. I don’t make it a habit of looking at other men’s dicks.”
At this, I raise my own eyebrow.
“Like you’ve never compared it. Yeah, right.” I push him back a step so I can leave. “See ya, Acerbi.”
I chuckle without looking back, but God do I want to. I can feel his eyes on me every foot I take away from him.
* * *
It’s not eventhirty seconds after I shut the door, leaving Drago standing in the hallway of my complex alone, that there’s a light knock on the door.
Probably Stephanie. Hopefully Stephanie. Because if it’s Acerbi, I’m going to forget I’m a police officer and choke him to death.Insisting on walking me up like I’m not capable of doing it myself.
Seriously, what the hell was I thinking? Sleeping with him...
Really, Brianna?
I’m greeted with Steph’s cheery smile when I swing the door open.
I really hope she didn’t see Drago leaving. Rat bastard and his “I’m a gentleman” having to escort me to my door.
As if men like that still exist.
