Page 69 of The Proposal Pact
“Admit it,” I demand, twisting my legs around his waist as he tries to dislodge me. “I won’t get off otherwise.”
“You’re crazy.” His body shakes with a silent chuckle.
“Admit it, Shrek.”
“I guess you’re coming to the bathroom with me,” he says in answer, thinking it will make me scram.
Ha, the joke’s on him.
“Are you getting off?” Clover stops, trying to shake me off again.
“Not until you admit it.”
“You’ll seriously go to the bathroom with me?”
“Yep.”
“What if I need to take a shit?”
“Well, I wasn’t planning to get that close to you in this relationship that fast, but oh well.”
“Youarecrazy!” he states, this time letting that laugh tumble out of him freely.
“I’d prefer to call it determined, dedicated, spirited, and so on. Now, admit it.”
My teeth sink into the shell of his ear lightly and his whole body jolts as if I electrocuted him, a shrill yelp coming from his lips as he screams, “Okay, okay. You were right! I admit! I yield!” And then shakes me off.
“See, wasn’t that easy?” I release him with a smirk that widens ten times when I see Clover trying to adjust himself discreetly. My mouth parts when I realize his ears are sensitive in a whole other aspect.
I tip my head, my eyes no doubt, gleaming. “What an interesting tad bit of information—”
“That you’ll forget—”
“Not gonna happen.”
Clover takes a deep breath, mutters something quietly, and heads to the bathroom to the sound of my laughter.
Which only gets interrupted when I hear my phone ding. A moment later, I’m laughing even harder.
Grace, being the drama queen she is, sent me a picture of herself, sitting at the beach in front of their cottage and holding up a sign that reads Looking for a new best friend.
Laughing so hard I can barely see I text her back.
Me:Well, that was fast.
Her response is immediate.
Grace:Don’t talk to me, woman. I don’t know you.
Me:God, I love you *laughing emoji* Can I submit my best friend application?
Grace:You can, but I’m afraid it won’t be accepted.
Me:Ouch! That’s harsh.
Grace: Psh, don’t get me started on harsh.
Me:Can the panel be bribed?
