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I roll my eyes and try to push him away, but he just laughs.
“I’m kidding.”
“No, you’re not.”
He smirks, yanking me closer since I tried to push him away. “You’re the only girl I want to kiss now, so you don’t have to sound so salty about it.”
He’s arrogant and far too audacious, but I settle in and enjoy this last cuddle anyway.
It is our last night together, after all.
I know I’ll still see him, I’m even sure he’ll still have sex with me, but it won’t be like this.
All weekend, he’s had unlimited access to me.
Tomorrow, we’ll go back to him only seeing me when he can arrange it—and I’m learning all his tricks, so I like to think I’ll be able to do a better job of avoiding him when I don’t want to see him.
I wonder how he’ll cope with that.
I know Silvan is accustomed to always getting his way, so if I had to put money on it, I’d say not well.
Chapter Thirty-two
Sophie
Silvan makes the most of his last day with me at his place.
We skip breakfast downstairs in favor of breakfast in bed again.
We binge Disney movies so he can further critique Beast’s moves and find out whatFrozenis.
Since he knows this is probably his last day before I make an emergency appointment with my OB-GYN to get some birth control in my body, he does his very best to impregnate me.
He’s crazy.
It’s not news, I just feel the need to remind myself every now and then since being with him is so strangely nice and comfortable sometimes, I let myself forget.
We shower together and get dressed for dinner with his parents. After we eat, he says Hugh will come pick us up so he can take me home. I mostly believe him, but I’m still cautious when we head downstairs and I know I’ll have to see his father.
I half expect dinner tonight to be veal with a side of veal and veal for dessert just to spite me, but since Silvan’s mom’s eyes were opened to the cruelty of the meat, I don’t think she’ll want veal on any future menus.
I don’t know how well she’d hold up if her husband exerted any pressure, but I don’t know if he will, either. Their relationship is still a bit of an enigma to me.
There’s no veal tonight, but there is salmon. I don’t eat that either.
I hope his dad doesn’t call me out on it. Fortunately, he gets a call he has to step out of the room to take just after the main course is brought out.
Silvan and his mom both watch him leave the room, frowning with confusion. I take advantage of his absence to grab my plate and make quick work of unloading my salmon onto Silvan’s.
“You don’t like salmon, either?”
“We’re going to have to watchThe Little Mermaidso I can introduce you to my cute little fish friends.”
He smirks, shaking his head. “Do you want another salad?”
“No, I want to pretend I cleared my plate and only eat the vegetables so your dad leaves me alone.”
“That’s odd,” Melanie says, her gaze drifting to Silvan. “Your father never takes calls at dinnertime. I hope everything’s all right.”
