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“If you’re engaged to this one, what are you doing with the foreveraloner with a boner?”
“If you’re here strictly on business…” I lurch off the coffee table and stand on the opposite side. “Explain that.” I point at his erection. “Making money gets my dick hard.”
“Are you married?” “I will be.” Resting a leather-sleeved forearm on the gas tank, he leans in. “Does five o’clock tonight work for you?” I sip the coffee and hum. “Is that a proposal?” “It’s a foregone conclusion.” He rubs his jaw with a gloved hand. “I always wondered what you would look like.” “You wondered what I would look like?” “My forever.”
“Doesn’t matter how hard I make you come, you’ll go home and cry yourself to sleep over the man you’re still in love with.” He releases me and straightens. “You’re an emotional mess, and I don’t want any part of it.”
“Ever heard the saying, an optimist laughs to forget, and a pessimist forgets to laugh?” “No, but it sounds like it was written by a realist.”
“Sit.” He pats the cushion beside him. “If you talk to me like a dog, I might crawl onto your lap and lick your face.”