Her face lights up.
“How To Lose a Guy In 10 Days! That’s one of my favorites. You’re going to love it.”
She’s already skipping out of the room, the rest of her dinner forgotten.
***
An hour later, I regret everything.
“Thisis the asshole you named Benny after?” I grumble, dumbfounded.
Margot sighs. “Yes. He’s so dreamy.”
I scowl at the screen.
Dreamy?
I’m way hotter. She cannot seriously think this jackass has better abs than I do. She wakes up against my chest every morning. What the fuck?
Before I can fume further, she gasps and starts explaining the plot to me. I’m following along, but I let her talk anyways. Because she’s adorable when she’s passionate.
And I’d listen to her ramble about anything.
Then the music starts.
And my entire world shifts.
Margot starts singing along.
No, not just singing.
Performing.
She’s bouncing in her seat, grinding her hips,like she’s riding my cock.
She lifts her shirt, seductive as sin.
I think my brain short circuits.
If it moves an inch higher, I’ll come in my pants.
Then, the music stops.
Margot sits back down like nothing happened.
I stare.
Still hard as steel.
Still struggling to process what the hell just happened.
I discretely adjust myself. I’ve never seen anything sexier.
The movie continues, but my eyes keep drifting to her. She’s engrossed. She mouths the words, knowing the movie by heart. Her lips part slightly when the male lead takes control with a kiss. She leans forwards, captivated. A faint blush dusts her cheeks. She wants a man to take control. I already knew that. But seeing it play out on herface?
I clench my fists.
One day, I’ll give her that. And she’ll never want for anything, because I’ll give her everything.