Page 20 of My Turn Petal

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I swallow the saliva filling my mouth.

“That’s all I need in return.”

Wow.

Various kinds of tingly sensations explode through my body.

My final words are, “Do you promise to make an effort?”

My eyes strip away from his and wander south where his bulge is tenting his sweats for a moment too long right before my thoughts drift off again.

He pulls away from me, and exits the threshold, “Goodnight, Frankie.” He says right before he locks my apartment with his spare key.

I slant my head and in a dreamy tone, I answer automatically, “Sweet dreams, Theo.”

With dirty thoughts, Theo is the star in all of them, I enter the shower and have a session with my toys.

Theo opens his door after I knock three times.

“Hey.”

“Hey,” he replies in a surprised tone.

Moving my hair backward, I ask, “Are you busy?”

“Not really, why?”

The curiosity twinkles in his gorgeous eyes, and is laced in his deep voice.

“So my best friend and his girlfriend had a last-minute cancelation and I’m stuck with pizzas,” my eyes beg him to accept, “Homemade.”

He doesn’t hesitate when he says, “I’m in,” his seductive lips seem to contemplate something when he twitches them to the side. “Want me to help you bring it here, I just put on a movie and I have a dessert in the fridge?”

“Movie night,” I lift my palm in the air to emphasize my approval, “Say no more.”

He closes the door behind him, “I knew you were my partner in crime.”

We walk beside each other to my apartment.

“I look good in black,” I comment.

“Sure you do.” He scratches his neck before his fingers glide through his hair, “If I’ll ever rob a bank, you’d be my first choice.”

“Ahh,” I put my palm over my heart, “I’m touched.”

He twists his arm around my shoulders and pulls me to a side hug. “You can always be the driver.” He swiftly moves behind me so I can walk in first while he massages my shoulders.

Damn, it feels good.

My body needs soothing after a long tattoo session.

“I don’t know anything about speed limits sometimes,” I reply.

He chuckles, “I’m counting on it.”

“Maybe you can check the driver at some point, see if she is any good,” I suggest.

It would be fun to take him on a ride.