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“It’s fine, really,” I reassure her. “It’s been years since we’ve seen each other. I’m sure he’s just wanting to see how I am.”
“Maybe, but those questions were pretty personal.” She laughs. “Kind of sounds like when he grills me about my dating life. I think he always kind of saw you as his own daughter, you know? We have been best friends most of our lives.”
Oh boy, if only she knew just how much he did not see me that way.
Tasha, thankfully, switches the subject and starts talking about her boyfriend. I sit and listen, wondering what’s taking Roman so long.
That’s when I feel it. My whole body stiffens, and I bite the inside of my cheek as a low buzzing starts up.
My breathing picks up, nostrils flaring as the heat in my lower belly grows. He’s using it; he fucking turned it on! As I’m talking to his daughter. I’m going to kill that man.
But before I can plot out his murder in my mind, he turns it up. My whole body curls in on itself as the toy vibrates against my needy clit.
“Oh god.” I can’t hold back the groan that slips free as an orgasm hits me like a punch to the gut. My pussy spasms around the toy like it’s Roman’s cock.
I suck in a breath as the toy shuts off.
“Are you okay?” Tasha asks, concern strong in her voice.
“I’m okay.” I try to steady my breathing, my body still tingling from the brief but powerful climax. “Crap. It’s my lady time, you know.”
“Oh shit.” She gives me a pitying look. “I’m sorry, babe. I know how bad they can get for you. Do you need something for it?”
“No, no, I’m good.” I wave her off, sitting up straight and praying that the asshole doesn’t turn it on again. If he does, I’m rushing to the bathroom to take the damn thing out.
“Are you sure?”
I feel like shit right now, like the worst friend ever. I hate lying to Tasha. She’s totally going to kill me when she finds out I’m sleeping with her dad.
“Sorry that took me so long, got a work call,” Roman announces, taking his seat at the table.
My eyes dart to him, but he’s looking over at Tasha. So I stare daggers into the side of his head.
I haven’t even checked to see if anyone else around us may have heard; they probably have, and I’m already dying of embarrassment.
I’m not sure I want to know what the hell else Roman Knight has planned for this evening.
Chapter 10
Roman
Was it wrong of me to make my woman cum in front of my daughter at a packed restaurant?
Perhaps.
However, I did warn her I would use the toy if she were to misbehave, and her assumption that I don’t feel the same way about her as she feels about me pissed me off.
Because she has no idea how wrong she is. When she admitted she wanted something more with me beyond this week, my heart fucking soared.
But what she said after sent it crashing right down to the ground. Did she really not know that I wanted her? Did she think I didn’t mean what I said the other night, that she was mine? I told her I wouldn’t lie. That I don’t say things just to please others or tell them what they want to hear. It’s not who I am.
I guess I’ll have to not only tell her but show her.
It may have only been a few days with Ava, but I love her. It’s hard for me not to. Maybe it’s too soon to know if it’s love; maybe I’m just a fool who’s consumed by their obsession for the woman that they’ve wanted for two years. Either way, Ava is mine, and it’s about time she gets it through that pretty little head of hers.
She’s everything I’ve ever wanted and more—kind, caring, understanding, hardworking, funny. She makes me feel things no one else has before.
Young and alive. And no, not because I’m sleeping with a twenty-two-year-old. It’s because she sees me, sees the man I am and embraces it, enjoys it. Not as a kink or a way to get off, but truly likes me for everything I have to offer.