Page 60 of Training the Heart

I look up at him as I eat and try to talk some logic into him.

“I don’t think so, John Wick is brute force, Neo outsmarted people. Think of the complexity of the entireMatrixseries,” I say as I lick whipped cream off my finger.

Wade drops his spoon into his bowl and looks me dead in the eye.

“I’m seriously rethinking everything that just happened here, I don’t think it can happen again,” he says, shaking his head as he points between us. “You’ve lost your damn mind, woman.”

I stick my tongue out at him. “You just like John Wick Keanu because he’s grumpy, he’s your soulmate. If you think about it, you’ll know I’m right,” I say, shoving a bite of ice cream into my mouth.

Wade leans back in bed, his naked torso on glorious display as he sits in just his boxers and shovels his ice cream into his mouth. I smirk as I watch him; his brow is furrowed like he’s actually pissed I could ever say John Wick isn’t the best version of Keanu Reeves. Even annoyed, he’s fucking incredible-looking.

Just as I suspect, he’s not done arguing his point. He leans forward.

“Another thing … He’s only smart inThe Matrix. In the real world, Neo is just a typical computer nerd.” I laugh as he continues. “You’re fucking with me, you can’t possibly think he’d stand a chance against Wick, take it back.”

I start to giggle.

“Not a fuckin’ chance, Chief.” I shrug, looking intently at my ice cream, acting totally oblivious to his annoyance. To be honest, I don’t give a shit about any of it. I just like getting him all hot and bothered.

Wade sets his bowl down, his eyes darken and he looks at me like he’s going to pounce on me. I shrink a little, cause damn, he kind of looks scary when he looks at me like that.

I set my bowl down and start to slowly crab-creep across the bed away from him.

He cocks his head and narrows his eyes at me.

“You fixin’ to run away from me right now?”

“Maybe,” I say, ready to bolt off the bed just to fuck with him. We were heading to the shower anyway when we finished our ice cream.

A split second passes where we just stare at each other, each of us trying to guess what the other is about to do.

“If I catch you before you get to that shower, I fuck you.”

My breathing instantly accelerates with his words.

“I thought you were rethinking this?” I say, pointing between us. “I’ve shamed you with my action hero choices, remember?” I taunt him as I creep another foot backwards, never taking my eyes off of his.

Wade swipes the whipped cream off the side table with force and I flinch.

“I lied.”

I’m gone before the words finish leaving his lips. Moving as fast as my ankle allows, through the sitting area to the little bathroom beyond in five seconds flat. I just get my hand on the shower knob and turn the water on when one strong arm wraps around my waist and lifts me right off the ground.

I yelp.

“Too slow. I mean, I fucking walked here, Trouble,” Wade says.

Cocky motherfucker.

He drops his lips to my ear from behind me.

“And I wasn’t finished eating, but I still feel like something sweet.” His lips trail down my neck. “So now, it’s you.”

“So what you’re saying is, even though you caught me, I still win?” I laugh as Wade pins me up against the vanity and spreads my legs with his knee.

“What I’m saying is, you’re a little brat and you leave me no choice but to fuck that sass right out of you.”

A trail of cold skims my spine as whipped cream hits my skin, before the can is set down on the counter beside me. My pussy instantly throbs.

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