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“True, but I might eat you for dessert when we come back. It’s been a while since I’ve done that, and quite frankly, pussy has never tasted as good as yours.”
She reddened in an instant, looking away. “Your compliments are strange.”
“I am strange.”
“You are,” she said, munching on her lower lip. “And that’s the part of you I dislike the least.”
I stood up, casually slipping into my clothes again. Much, much better. Less vulnerability. More barriers. Then something occurred to me.
“Tomorrow is your first day of college.”
Of course, Francesca opted to start college a week before her wedding. We were both relieved not to have to plan a sham honeymoon.
Back when we had our verbal deal, we could barely pretend to stand each other.
“Yeah. I’m excited.” She offered me a small smile, scurrying toward her walk-in closet and slipping into one of her dresses.
“Who’s driving you?”
She didn’t have a driver’s license, and I hated her parents for never bothering to teach her. She was almost like a tropical fish to them. Gorgeous in her fancy aquarium, but they put no effort into nurturing her.
“Smithy, of course.”
Of course.
My blood was still making its way from my dick back to my brain.
“Time?”
“Eight o’clock.”
“I’ll drive you.”
“Okay.”
“Okay,” I repeated.
I had absolutely no idea what came over me. Not about the waffles, and not about driving her there.
Up until now, I offered her independence only when she asked for it, dangling a demand over her head. If she did this, then she could have that.
As we made our way downstairs, I noticed Sterling sitting at the kitchen table, reading a book and smiling. I bet she was quite smug, knowing I’d gone upstairs to get back in my future wife’s good graces.
I wiped my mouth, then licked my lips for traces of my fiancée.
“Not a word,” I warned Sterling as Francesca went to get her jacket.
She zipped her lips with her fingers.
Francesca appeared at the kitchen door. I turned around, lacing her arm in mine. We poured into the starless Chicago night.
“Villain?”
“Yes, Nemesis?”
“Do you think Smithy might be able to teach me how to drive?”
She wanted her wings back.
