“Do you want me on my knees?” “Only if you suck a dick as good as your girlfriend.” He waggled his brows, and I punched him on the arm. Hard. “The fuck!” He winced. “I heard that,” Emilia said from the chairs beside us, reassuring me in her sweet voice. “He’s lying. And FYI, fiancée now.” She wiggled the fingers of her left hand. Huge, fucking huge diamond. Pink for my Pink, of course.
