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Fifteen minutes later, we parked in front of a posh brick building. I planted my lips against Allegra’s forehead. “We’re here, topolina.”
She leaned over me to look out the window. Her soft hair draped down her back, and her delicate hand splayed across my thigh. My dick noticed.
“Why are we here?” she asked.
Ant exited the vehicle. Once he gave the nod that the area appeared secure, I opened the door. I held my hand out to Allegra. Our fingers laced.
“Because my fiancée tossed her engagement ring into the lake.”
“Maybe I can find it if you toss me in after it.”
My words held a touch of sarcasm. So did her reply.
“You hate the ring,” I said. “It belongs at the bottom of the lake.”
“Not everything I hate belongs at the bottom of the lake.” Her eyes sparked with naughtiness. “I hate you.”
“Liar. You don’t hate me.” I slid my palm onto her lower back. “You hate that you still want to fuck me even after you listened in on my conversation.”
“No, I don’t hate that I want to fuck you. I hate thatyoudidn’t want to fuckme.”
With no retort, I conceded. She won this one. I escorted her into the store.
She glanced into my face. “I still hate the ring.”
“The next time you swallow my cock, you’re going to wear my ring.”
She was stunned silent. Maybe I won this one.
When we entered, the older gentleman behind the counter straightened. A woman browsed the jewelry beneath the glass cases. The store was high-end. Recessed lighting spotlighted the glass counters. Chrome, glass and luxury, and ambience that attracted a certain type of clientele that would appreciate discretion and diamonds.
Another woman chatted with the security guard as she worked at a computer behind the counter.
The gentleman approached. His white hair shimmered in the LED lighting spectrum. Fluorescent lights illuminated the black and white velvet-lined display cases.
“Hello. What can we help you with today?” the man asked.
“We need a private hour of your time,” I said.
“Yes, of course. Janet can set an appointment for you.” He signaled to the woman behind the counter.
“Now.”
“Oh.” His gaze darted between me and the woman at the counter. “I’m afraid we only do private shopping by appointment.”
Ant stepped forward. “I think you can make an exception.” He opened his suit coat, pulling out a credit card, and revealing the 9mm lodged against his ribs.
“I…” The man raised his hands as if we were there to burglarize his business.
Ant slowly moved his hand. “Sir, we’re not here to rob you. Mr.…?”
“Taylor. Steven Taylor.” He cast a quick glance at his security officer. The imposing man pulled his sidearm.
“Steven, I’m Mr. Bruno’s protection. He’s shopping with his fiancée and wishes to have your undivided attention. We will make it advantageous for you to accommodate his needs.”
“I see.” A moment passed as he studied me.
Ant stepped in front of him. “If you don’t have the authority to grant the request, we need to speak to the person who does.”
