Page 110 of Billion-Dollar Attitudes

"Hmm…let me see," I pretended to think about it. "I think I'd have to say green."

She wrinkled her nose. "Really? Why green?"

I shrugged, spreading grape jelly on my toast. "It's always been my favorite. I don't know why."

She laughed and shook her head. "Well, my favorite color is pink."

"Of course, it is," I teased as I leaned over and kissed her.

"Now it's your turn," She said, peeking over her glasses. "No, oh, wait. I've got one more."

"Shoot me with it!"

"What's your favorite sex position?" She asked, her cheeks flushing a bit.

My dick pulsed, remembering round two of our wild tryst a few hours before. "That position we tried last night… The one when you were on top, lowering yourself until we hit bottom."

She took a bite of her eggs. "So far, that's my favorite too. I liked it because you let me be in control."

She almost choked on her laughter when I asked, "So you're a control freak?"

"It seems like it… somethings, I mean." She giggled coyly.

"I'll remember that…." I teased,

Suddenly, Ariel's phone rang, and she reached over to grab it off the coffee table. Looking at the screen, she frowned and held a finger up to her lips, signaling for me not to speak.

"Hey Meagan, what's up?" she said as she put the phone on speaker and set it back down.

"Hey, I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Do you have time to talk?

Ariel sat up straight. "I need to take a break from writing. So, yes. I have a few minutes."

"I won't keep you long. I just wanted to apologize for how I acted the other day. I hoped to call earlier in the week, but I wanted to talk to my brother first."

"Oh, did you get a chance to talk to Guy?" Ariel asked, glancing at me.

"Nope, I never caught up with him," Meagan said, sounding a bit remorseful.

"Why don't you come over to my place later on today so we can talk things out?" Ariel suggested.

"That sounds great. I'll see you in a few hours." Meagan said before Ariel disconnected the call.

As soon as she laid down her phone, I turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "I guess that means we need to shower, and I need to get you back to your place."

She sighed and stood up. "Yeah, but we have time to clean up here first."

Thirty minutes later, Ariel picked her sundress off the tile floor. "I'm glad we're going straight to my place," she said, shaking the wrinkles out of her dress. "I'd be embarrassed for anyone to see me wearing this wrinkled mess."

"You didn't seem to care about your clothes last night," I said, leaning my head to the side. "Are you having regrets now?"

Ariel giggled as she walked over to me and pressed her body against mine. "Absolutely not," she said as she ran her hands up my chest. "And I will never wear this dress again after today. I want to remember it just like it is."

I grinned down at her and captured her mouth in a kiss. "Are you sure you're ready to go? We could always stay here for a little while longer."

Ariel thought for a moment before she answered. "It's tempting, but I really should get some work done before Meagan comes over."

"I get it. I don't want you to keep my sister waiting." I laughed, rolling my eyes.

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