Page 159 of The Plan

“Should I be sorry?” He glances at me, and I shake my head, not able to hold back my smile. He nods once, then throws all of the food into the basket lazily.

“Let me do it if you’re not going to put it back neatly.”

“We’re not even going to eat it. It’s going to the trash.” Is he insane? This is too much food to just throw away.

“We can give it to a homeless person or a shelter.” I neatly pack the basket with food. Once everything is packed and ready to go, he holds his hand out for me to stand.

I take it and rise to my feet, but my knees immediately go out. Sire’s arms go around my waist, catching me right before I fall.

“Did you just trip on air?” He laughs softly, but I go still.

“Yeah?”No.Oh my god. My legs start shaking uncontrollably the harder I try to stand on them, and I quickly sit back down.

“You good?”

“Yup.” I smile at him innocently, and he squints down at me. When my leg shakes again, I grab it, trying to make it stop. “The floor is comfy.”

“No, it isn’t. That’s why I got this fluffy-ass blanket.” He holds up said blanket, but then his eyes land on my leg when it jerks again. He tilts his head to the side as a smirk grows on his face.

“Can you stand?” He sounds too damn happy, and I almost swing at his balls. Then we’ll both be struggling to walk.

“Yes, I can stand,” I answer too defensively, and he laughs but then covers it with a cough when I scold him.

“Okay… so stand.”

I let out a huff and slowly close my eyes.He is never going to let me live this down.“I’m tired.” That’s technically not a lie. “You go ahead and take everything to the car.”

He shakes his head.

“I’ll wait for you here.”

“Nope. Get up.” He smiles down at me, waiting for me to tell him I can’t, but there is no way I’m saying those words.

I let out a sigh and hold out a hand. He gives me his, a smile still plastered on his face, and he pulls me up. When my knees go out this time, he doesn’t try to catch me. I steady myself on his arm, but then he pulls away, and I fall.

“Asshole,” I mumble. He barks up a laugh, and I bite my tongue.

“Chop chop, Vid.”

I try to stand again but stop when I feel my legs shake too much and let out a sigh. “I’m trying, Sire. How about you help me? This is your damn fault.”

“Technically, it’s yours. Now let’s go.”

I roll my eyes at his smug smile and finally stand. My legs are wobbly, and I’m too afraid to take a step.

“Ladies first.” He holds a hand in front of him.

“Okay. So go ahead.”

He squints his eyes at me and then pushes my hip, causing me to lose my balance. I trip a bit but thankfully somehow don’t fall. “Ha.” I smile at him, and he rolls his eyes.

“Whatever.” He starts walking in front of me, but when I take a step, I fall on my ass again. When I let out a frustrated sigh, he turns back to me and loses it. Like this is pure comedy or something.

“I knew it!”

“Congrats,” I say sarcastically. “Is this your first time? Because it isn’t—”

“Vidia. I swear to fucking God I will leave your ass right here if you say some slick shit.” I quickly bite my tongue before I call his bluff. No man has ever had me like thisbefore; I just wanted to wipe his smile clean.

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