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“I’ve got a lot on my mind,” she mumbled.
I sighed deeply, not in the mood for this. "Well, try to look interested. We need to sell this engagement." The light turned green, and I turned my attention back to the road. "People are talking. They’re shocked that we know each other, let alone that we’re engaged. We don’t look like a real couple. People can tell.”
Becca sighed. “Oh, you mean the fact that you’re engaged isn’t believable after you spent two decades romancing every woman with one brain cell and two fake tits in this town. You don’t say,” she snapped.
I gritted my teeth. "We agreed that we were allowed to see other people until the engagement. Don't forget that you had your tongue down another man's throat moments before I slipped the ring on your finger."
Becca clicked her tongue in response.
"Was it more than kissing?" I asked.
"We danced."
"What type of dancing?"
"The bumping and grinding type of dancing," she deadpanned. I balked.
“What does it matter? You know what kind of dancing! You practically live at clubs. So, what if we rubbed up against each other a bit?”
"I want to know if he was grinding against my fiancé that night," I pushed back, trying to tamp down my mounting irritation. Tonight was turning out to be a complete disaster, and we weren’t even at the restaurant. I wished Becca could understand that I needed one thing in my life to be simple, no arguments, no questioning my judgment. She was my fiancé, for fuck’s sake! Wasn’t she supposed to agree with me?
"I wasn't your fiancé at the time," Becca added.
"Look." I turned onto the crowded Boston streets, "If we're going to sell this, you have to act like you're interested in me. You were interested when you gave me that hand job."
She started to protest, but I pushed on.
“Get over yourself. You looked at my dick like it was made of gold. Stop lying to yourself. Clearly, you're interested, so act like it. We’ve got a spark, don’t deny it." I reached over and placed my hand on her knee. Her breath hitched in her throat.
I looked over at her, and her cheeks were flaming.
"Fine," she said.
"Good.” We stopped at a red light, and I looked at her with a devilish grin feeling my dick harden. “Perhaps we can have some fun tonight.”
The Arms Rooftop was a high-end restaurant at the top of a skyscraper. The building's lobby radiated opulence with egg-shell white marble flooring, colorful velvet seating, and gold accents. This was a place designed for people who had everything money could buy. So, the Arms Rooftop sold itself with promises of a crystalline view of Boston, tempting Boston’s richest to see what it felt like on top of the world.
I could feel dozens of people staring as we took our seats at a window-side table. The whole city stretched out before us—the restaurant was abuzz with talk of our engagement. Most of the people had received a save date. Becca followed my lead, conversing with people.
“Becca, darling," gushed a plump woman with long dark hair.
A server cleared our table and left dessert menus.
"Hi, Anna," Rebecca said, pulling her into a hug. She turned to me. “Anna was my math tutor in college. She was getting an impossibly difficult master’s degree in mathematics.”
Anna waved off the compliment. “I have a mind for numbers.” She smiled at me. “It’s nice to meet you finally, Sebastian.”
We smiled and exchanged vapid pleasantries about the weather. I was quickly learning that everyone in Rebecca’s world was valuable somehow. Maybe Anna’s father was a real estate mogul.
“How are you, Donavan, and the kids?" Rebecca asked, radiating gracious warmth. The entire restaurant seemed to hang on her every word. She was killing it. Once again, I kicked myself for trying to instruct her on how to be a socialite.
Anna grinned. "Donavan and I are wonderful and insanely busy with business and the kids. But we love being parents, especially to such fabulous children. Vito is turning five, and Sophia just started walking. I can’t believe how fast they're growing." She placed a hand on her stomach. "And now we’re expecting our third."
Rebecca and I both congratulated her.
"And congratulations to you two." She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye. "We all wondered who would snatch Rebecca up."
I smiled and pulled Rebecca in for a gentle kiss. To my surprise, she slipped her tongue into my mouth. "I'm blessed to be marrying such an amazing woman."
