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After a quick shower, I grab a pair of sweatpants and slip them on. Grabbing a shirt and my keys, I hurry to my red Lamborghini, and in record time, I’m at the coffee shop, ordering Lexi’s favorite coffee. I added another one, wanting to try it and see why she drinks it daily.
When they slide the drinks to me, I eye the whipped cream and caramel drizzled on top, then shrug. I work out and run enough that the calories won’t affect me.
Taking a long pull from the straw as I push through the door, I’m pleasantly surprised at how good it tastes.
But I’ll bet it would taste even better on her lips and tongue.
MINE
Evan
When I stroll through our apartment door, the coffee in my hands, my gaze locks with Lexi. She holds a bottle of water in her hand, and I can’t help but notice the relieved look on her face.
“Guess I should’ve texted and told you where I was going.” I stride closer, watching as her hand tightens on the marble countertop.
“It’s fine. You don’t need to tell me where you’re going.”
Liar. I see the hurt in her big mocha eyes.
Her demeanor is slightly frigid, trying to convince herself she’s unbothered that I left and didn’t say anything to her. But that all changes when I hand her the drink. “For you, bellissima.”
Her mouth drops open, making my dick hard again. She eyes the coffee with suspicion before her gaze locks on mine. “Did you tamper with it? Put laxatives in it or something?”
A grin splits my face as I chuckle. “No, bellissima, I didn’t tamper with it. I went to the coffee shop you were eyeing on the way to dinner with our parents. I figured you could use one after tonight.”
“Oh.” She takes the cup I’m still holding out to her. Tingles erupt through me as her soft fingers brush mine. Judging by the dilation in her pupils, she feels it, too. “Thank you.”
Why the fuck is my heart pounding from the sincerity on her face and the softness of her voice?
“You’re welcome. How about I move your dresser, and we can watch Wednesday on Netflix?”
She stares at me, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. “Why are you being nice to me? And what does bellissima mean?”
I step into her space, unable to stand being so far away from her any longer. “I’m trying to make up for being an asshole. I know this move is hard for you. Many life-changing events were dumped on your lap, and no one credits you for how well you’ve handled them.” Tucking a lock of brunette hair behind her ear, I inhale her. She’s a mixture of honeysuckle, wide-eyed innocence, and a touch of sass wrapped in one incredibly gorgeous package.
Her eyes widened with surprise as she sucks in a breath.
My voice is low and raspy when I answer her last question. “Bellissima means beautiful, which you are.”
Her cheeks are scarlet as she blinks rapidly, staring at me with a mixture of surprise and suspicion.
Winding my fingers around hers, I tug her toward the living room. “Come on. Show me where you want the dresser. I’ll turn down the air so you can cover yourself with a blanket when we watch TV.”
Her smile is so authentic, so full of genuine radiance that it takes my breath away. “I can’t believe you remembered that.”
I shrug. “I’ve lived with you for two weeks. I pay attention.”
Once inside her bedroom, my eyes skip to the bed. Her dildo is no longer in sight.
“I didn’t put anything in the dresser yet. Hopefully, that makes it easier to move.”
“I’m sure it’s fine.” I walk over to it. “Where do you want it?”
She points, and I lift the dresser, carrying it to the designated spot and setting it down. “Does this work?”
Lexi looks impressed. “Yes, that’s perfect.” Her gaze moves over my body, concern in her eyes as she bites her lift. “You didn’t hurt yourself moving it or anything, right?”
I shake my hand. “Nope. Not at all.”I want to show you how fine I am by throwing you on the bed and ravishing every fucking inch of your body.
