“You’re an asshole.”
“Mine! I knew it.” He chuckled as he shoveled a bunch of salad into his mouth. “Your mom makes a salad to rival any five-star restaurant in the world. What the hell does she put in this dressing? Crack?” He moaned again.
“Imbecile.”
“Admit you’re annoyed you’re not on my c**k yet because I’m eating. I’ll have you for dessert. I do want to eat your p***y again.”
“You are not eating my pussy.”
“Does he make you come?”
She folded her arms over his chest. “We’re taking it slow.”
“Excuse me?”
“We’re taking it slow. You told me not to sleep with him until at least date three. I might have told him a white lie to keep him from trying to get me into bed. I want him to know me as a person first.”
“What white lie did you tell poor Ruggero?”
She whispered looking out th
