Chapter 93

“And I’m not going to hear of you staying anywhere else but with me,” Darian finished. “I’ll lock you in the truck after work if I have to.”

Stacy promised, “Oh, it won’t come to that.” He was glad they were back to normal, playful and flirting again, now that he knew the woman, Lynnette, wasn’t anyone to worry about now. At least…“Wait.”

“Again?” Darian asked. “My food’s getting cold. I bet yours is like ice.”

“No, I just wanted…” Stacy shrugged, searching for a way around what he wanted to ask. “I know you said you put a stop to…you and her. So you’re not…” Say it, Stacy. “You’re not with anyone right now? Right?”

Darian gave him a saucy wink. “Not yet.”

Oh sweet Jesus. Beneath the table, Stacy felt his jeans tighten around a sudden erection that pointed Darian’s way.

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