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“Iknow you paid for her rehab. No matter how long it takes, I swear, I’ll pay youback.”
Steppingback, his stern eyes meet mine. “No, you won’t. I have more money than I couldever spend, Sade. It doesn’t mean anything to me.”
“Well,it does to me. Whether you realize it or not, you’ve been my rock through allof this. I’m not sure I could’ve done it without you.”
“Sureyou could have. You’re the strongest woman I know.”
“Ilove you.” The words come tumbling out, but I don’t regret them. I probablycould’ve picked a better moment when his bare ass isn’t hanging out of a frillyapron, though.
Hegrabs my hair and gently pulls until I’m looking into those bright eyes. “Ilove you, Sadie. I’m sorry I almost screwed things up. We’re going to talkabout all of this, put everything in the open, okay?”
“Okay,but you’ll need to get dressed first. I can’t take you seriously in thatapron.”
Smirking,he whips it off. “Better?”
Mytongue darts out to lick my lips and I grin up at him while I lower myself tomy knees. “Hmm, he looks a little lonely.”
“Treatit like a Nintendo game, Sweets. Blow it before I stick it in.”
“Sucha romantic,” I sigh, before wrapping my lips around him.
ChapterTwelve
Justus
Sadiewakes me, already showered and dressed. She’s never usually up before me, butshe wiped me out with her talented mouth last night. Fuck being engaged. I needto marry this girl now. No other man should ever get the privilege of herphenomenal skills.
“Getup, lazy ass. It’s almost noon, and I’m taking you out today, remember?”
Rollingover, I grin up at her. “Well, if you didn’t spend all night treating my poordefenseless body like an amusement park ride…”
“Fine,”she grins, and starts walking away. “It’ll never happen again.”
“Likehell.” I jump out of bed and grab her by the waist, pulling her back againstme. “I want you riding me every night. And every day. Just all the time. We’llnever stop. First, though, I need sustenance. You’ve drained me with yourinsatiable needs.”
Giggling,she shoves me away. “Then get dressed. You said fried chicken is your favorite?I know just the place.”
Sadietakes me to a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant with greasy walls and ricketytables. “Uh, Sadist? There was a KFC right down the street.”
“Shh!That’s blasphemy in here,” she whispers, and I’m not entirely sure she’skidding.
Awoman who looks older than God hobbles out and snaps, “What’ll it be?”
“Twochicken baskets and two Cokes,” Sadie tells her.
Theold lady gives her another look before asking, “How is your mama?”
“She’sdoing better. She just had a heart transplant.”
“Good,good,” she mumbles, placing a tray on the counter. “You tell her I said hello.”
Sadiegrabs my arm and leads me to a table in the corner as two more customers walkin. “Sade, seriously, there have to be better places to catch E.coli.”
“Don’tbe so stuck up. I’ve eaten here more times than I can count.”
Thetable wobbles as I sit across from her. “Which resulted in how many emergencyroom visits?”
“None.”Her forehead crinkles. “I know I told Mom I wouldn’t come to the hospitaltoday, but maybe we should just stop in.”
