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She glowers at me because, not only am I interrupting her lunch date, but I’m making myself at home to ruin it.

That’s what she gets for outbidding me in the first place.

“Italian.”

I bob my head as I chew, and that’s when Dodger’s palm lands right on my upper thigh, and I jolt a little to his touch, then proceed to melt against it. “What’s in that?”

I know what’s in it.

My little stunt went from annoying Lucy to turning Dodger on within a matter of seconds.

“I’m not sure,” Lucy divulges through her teeth. “Henry ordered it for me.”

“That’s sweet.” I place Dodger’s sub down because I didn’t plan on eating the whole thing, but it doesn’t mean I’m ready to move yet. “Is this your little date?”

“Yes,” she says all but too quickly. “And we were talkin’.”

“’Bout what?”

Her jaw twitches at the same time, Dodger fingers my dress and lifts the material higher up my thigh. He won’t do anything because we’re out on a public sidewalk, but I know the lap incident I just performed will have him thinking about it all day.

And that’s all I needed.

“Things,” Lucy deadpans. “Do ya mind?”

I flat out ignore her, glancing at her drink of choice of lemonade. “Ya should’ve gotten the strawberry.” I drop my butt a little more to grind against Dodger’s hardened cock, which gets him to dig the pads of his fingers into my thigh. “It’ll really give you that summer feel.”

“I’ll remember that for next time.”

There might be a next time she visits Nemo’s, but it won’t be with Dodger.

“Enjoy your lunch.” I rise to my feet and navigate Pickle’s leash around Dodger’s head again, noticing he was petting him the whole time with his free hand.

When our eyes finally do meet, Dodger’s is heated with lust and, I think, a bit of annoyance.

Too bad.

He went out to eat with a pie stealer who keeps money away from kids. She’s an ass.

“See ya ’round, Dodger,” I finally acknowledge him for the first time, despite being in his lap seconds ago, before I playfully wink at him.

Then I stride down the sidewalk with Pickles at my side, putting a little more into that walk than I normally would.

Because I can feel Dodger’s eyes on me until I turn the corner, and I’m smiling the whole way down.

14

DODGER

I’ve never gotten to Adeline’s house so quickly after getting a call about her.

This time, it’s something about noises or banging, but I didn’t pay much attention to Chloe’s reason, but rather who it was for.

My cock has been hard since Adeline’s ass rubbed up against it two days ago, and we’ve talked, but it was pleasantry text messages which haven’t been enough for me at all.

I want sleepovers and dates and her writhing underneath me.

I want kissing and petting and long nights of talking.