“Okay. We can cross that bridge when the time comes. For now, I’ll put your number in my phone and we’ll go from there.” Zahir shook his head no. “Nah.” “Why? You changed your mind?” He chuckled. “Not at all, but you have to compromise like I asked. You’re stubborn, and as much as I’d love to bend you over and fuck some acquiescence into you, I’m leaving the ball in your court.” Lust filled her eyes. “You’d fuck me in broad daylight in your mom’s driveway?” “Beat that shit down, baby doll. Don’t test me. Give me a kiss.”
