“I wish he would have punched you. You deserve it.”
When I took her hand, she said, “Wait, what am I going to wear? I don’t have any clothes.”
“I’ll find you something to cover your legs. But keep my shirt on, because I love the way your tits look in it.”
She rolled her eyes and walked to the television. “Fine, but I am taking some of your porn back with me.”
I smothered my grin. “I see you were busy exploring. Which one did you like best?”
“I’m not watching them to get off. I am trying to learn Italian from them.”
Madre di Dio. Learning dirty talk in my language from porn? This girl was going to be the death of me. “Bring four or five. Just for variety.”