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Of course it’s the one she’d smuggle. It’s just like her.
I stare at her like I’ve never seen anything more perfect.
Because I haven’t.
“Two pies,” I echo. “Coming up.”
And as I reach for my phone, I realize something terrifying.
I amdefinitelystill in love with her.
I love her so much it feels like a loaded gun pressed to my ribs.
And I’m not sure I want to survive it.
***
“It’s the mother-in-law—it has to be,” she says, biting into her slice of pizza, her voice half-full of conviction, half-giddy mischief.
She’s sprawled out on the couch like it’s hers, and maybe it is. One leg curled beneath her, the other sitting on my lap. Her hair is loose now, in soft waves that tumble over her shoulder, catching the dim afternoon light.
Gorgeous.
I barely realize I’ve started rubbing her foot until her breath hitches. Just the pad of my thumb across her arch, slow and idle while we watch the episode. She doesn’t pull away.
If anything…she relaxes.
So I keep going. Testing pressure. Circling slow. Her skin’s warm under my palm, and when her toes flex, a soft sigh escapes her lips.
That sound goes straight to my cock.
She doesn’t realize it, or maybe she does. Maybe this is just Adriana: effortless and devastating without even trying.
I clench my jaw, forcing myself to keep it casual. Harmless. But every time she lets out another of those low little hums of satisfaction, I feel my restraint thinning.
“It’s not the mother-in-law,” I say, smirking at her as I shift on the couch.
She narrows her eyes. “It’s always the mother-in-law.”
“You just want to be right.”
“I am right.”
“You’re not.”
She scoffs and lightly kicks me with her heel. “You’ve seen this one already—this isn’t fair. You probably have it memorized.”
I lean toward her, elbows on my knees, my hand still lazily cupping her ankle. I tilt my head just enough to catch her expression in the light of the TV.
“And you don’t memorize things as a lawyer?”
Her lips twitch.
“That’s different.”
“How?”
“Because I don’t get off on watching Law and Order marathons alone at two in the morning.”
