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A smile lit up her face, reaching her beautiful eyes. She pointed at the chocolate one, nearly giddy. I watched her take a drink while I set my shake in the cup holder. My heart skipped a beat, witnessing how excited she was over a shake. How could such a simple moment make her so happy?
Her cheeks sank in as she took a long pull from her straw, the thick liquid slowly climbing up the long tube.
Fuck!My cock stirred, watching her. Nothing about this was acceptable.Down, boy.It had definitely been too long since I’d been laid if a beautiful woman sucking on a milkshake got me hard. Especially in our current situation.
I shifted into drive, my eyes cutting over to her as she continued to devour the sweet treat. If she didn’t end up with brain freeze or a sugar crash, I would be surprised.
I held in my chuckle as she rubbed her temple, then set her drink down. Looking more comfortable, she relaxed in her seat, her fingers tapping to the beat of “I see Red” by Everybody Loves an Outlaw. She didn’t know that I’d added this song to my playlist after I’d dropped off the shopping bags to Donovan the day before. Even though the lyrics didn’t apply directly, I was definitely seeing red after dealing with that bastard.
Returning my attention to the drive, I headed farther out of Spokane. Ten minutes later, I pulled onto a paved road, then a dirt one. Once I stopped, I looked out over the lake. It was calm today, which was perfect. I didn’t share this spot often, but I’d brought my last client’s adult kids, Jagger Whitlock and Ariana Ellison, here. Hopefully the day would turn out better than theirs had.
We both grabbed our drinks and Giselle carried the bags of food out of the car while I stopped by the trunk to collect an army green blanket.
I had no idea if Giselle even liked picnics, but I was about to find out. My plan was to be able to talk freely and feed the girl. Although she was petite, she was on the thin side. After watching her smile, then practically obliterate the majority of her shake, I knew it’d been the right call to go against Donovan’s ridiculous orders for her to lose weight. Hell, I had no idea where she would lose a few pounds. I thought she was perfect exactly the way she was. Beautiful curve to her hips, perky ass, and long legs that she could wrap around my shoulders while I buried my face in her—my dick sprung to life, and I had to intentionally focus on something else before she saw my goddamn boner.I would like to bone her.Jesus, ever since I saw her smile when she was at the school with the mystery girl, I was like a teenager all over again.
The gravel crunched beneath our shoes as I led the way to the grassy area beneath a large oak tree. The water looked inviting, but I hadn’t talked to her about swimming. My thoughts began to drift again as I pictured her in a tiny bikini. Dammit, this wasn’t helping my situation at all. But I couldn’t tear my attention away from her.Breathe, asshole. She needs your help, not your cock.
After the blanket was on the ground and she sat next to me, bewilderment flickered in her gaze. “You had this planned?”
I opened the bags of food and began removing burgers, fries, and onion rings. What she didn’t like, I would eat, but she had first choice. Today was all about her. I had a sneaking suspicion she was rarely cherished and taken care of. To Donovan, she was a possession, and in his twisted way he probably thought he was taking care of her. But there was one thing I could offer that the sorry bastard never would: freedom. I shoved down the growl that almost escaped me just from thinking about the son of a bitch.
“Zayne?” Her soft voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I glanced at her from behind my sunglasses, recalling her question. “Yeah. When Donovan called me last night, I realized it was a perfect opportunity to get you out of the house. My second thought was to feed you something you normally weren’t allowed to indulge in.” I studied her, not sure how she would take my idea.
Her attention bounced between the lake, food, and me. “It’s beautiful here … and the food. Thank you.”
I unwrapped one of the burgers, the crinkle of the foil breaking the momentary silence. “I love this lake. It’s one of the spots I visit when I need to think shit through, or I just need a few minutes to myself.”
“And you’re sharing it withme?” Dismay and curiosity clouded her beautiful features.
I took a moment, swatting a fly away from our lunch. “Yeah. I thought you could use some peace and quiet. You deserve that.” I held up a hand. “The food is growing cold, so pick what you want. One burger has everything except onions. The other is plain, but lettuce, pickles, onions, and condiments are in the bag. We have ketchup, mustard, ranch, and blue cheese dressing for dipping or the burger, your choice. Hell, even both, if that’s what you want.”
Giselle wrinkled her nose in disgust, and my stupid dick took notice again. “I love everything except onions.”
I chuckled and handed it over. “These burgers are to die for, especially when they’re hot.” Before I could ask if she wanted fries or onion rings, she snatched up the fries, grinning.
My palms grew sweaty like a fucking teenager, and I vibrated with excitement. Her smile … Fuck, I was clearly losing it. “No onions anywhere. Got it.”
To my surprise, Giselle ate all her food. She was either really hungry or stuffing herself because it was all a rarity for her. “If Donovan knew what I’d just eaten, he would force me to work out for hours to burn off that meal, but damn, it was worth it.” She wadded her trash up, then placed it in one of the empty bags.
“He’s not here, so you can choose anything that makes you happy, Giselle.” I grabbed a napkin. “You have a bit of ketchup on your …” I gestured toward her cheek.
She attempted to wipe it off. “Did I get it?”
Grinning, I pointed to her again. “No.”
Giselle hesitated, her gaze landing on my mouth, and I remembered that she’d never seen me smile before.
“Just get it, please.” Frustration dotted her tone.
I slowly leaned over, gently wiping it off her beautiful face. “Got it.” The scent of her almond and strawberry shampoo tickled my senses, and I fought everything inside me to not inhale as deeply as possible. My dick gave her a full salute, and I hoped like hell she didn’t notice the bulge in my jeans. I didn’t want to scare her.
“Thanks.” She glanced away, pink dotting her cheeks.
“Do you want to wade into the water? It’s really nice this time of year.” I collected the trash and glanced at the lake. If Giselle weren’t with me, I would have stripped down and been in the water already.
“What are you doing, Zayne?” She motioned to the picnic. “What do you want?”
