“I hate you.”
“I know,” she replied, snickering as she helped me get ready for the day. “I assume you had a great weekend with Lucius, finally?”
“Yes, but he’s a devious bastard, I’ll have you know.” And speak of the devil, the man in question knocked on the door with a huge smile and a plate of food.
Grinning from ear to ear, DeeDee let him into the store.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” he greeted her and kissed her cheek before moving to place my breakfast on the counter. “Hello, lover. I could just eat you up.” And he proceeded to do just that.
I couldn’t resist him, and I didn’t want to, so I let him have his way. My lips tingled by the time he was done.
“You’re a peach for letting me play dress up with you.”
I sat gingerly on the stool, very aware of the butt plug in my ass as I dug into my eggs, sausage, and bacon. “I didn’t have a choice, and you don’t play fair.”