“As if.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”his tone comes out accusatory.
“You’ve always said you aren’t the marrying type.”
“I didn’t say never.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“You about done in here?”
“I don’t need a babysitter.You can go back to the room.”
“If I were to leave you on your own, who knows what trouble you’d find.”
“I can take care of myself.I’ve been doing just fine on my own.”
“Trouble always finds you.”
“That’s not true.”
“What happened to your car?”
“That’s not relevant.It has nothing to do with that.”
“It has everything to do with it.You’re like a fucking trouble magnet.”
“Whatever.This was your idea.”I strut past him to the front of the store to check out.
Justice pulls his wallet out of his back pocket and has the nerve to attempt to pay for my purchase.
“I’ve got it,” I snap.
“I’m trying to be nice.”
“I don’t need you to be nice to me.”I go to stick my card in the reader, but he taps his on the top before I get it in.
I stomp out of the store while he gets his receipt.He follows me out and licks his lips.“You don’t want me to be nice to you?”
“Nope,” I pop the P.
“What do you want from me?”He gets in my space, standing too close.Smelling too good as he towers over me, staring at my lips.He knows exactly what I want, but he’s a stubborn jerk who would rather deny us both.
“Carry my bag.”I push it against his chest and walk into the next store without reading the sign.As soon as I look at the first display shelf, I realize I’ve made a big mistake.In bold pink neon letters is a poster for lube.The far-right wall is jam-packed with dildos and vibrators of all sizes and colors.It’s like a rainbow of dicks.I stop abruptly and stare.Justice nearly walks into me.
He snorts.“That what you want for Christmas?A monster cock?”
“Maybe.”I square my shoulders and pretend I meant to come here.I only hope he doesn’t look at my face to see how alarmingly red it has turned.To further prove my point, I march over to the wall and look for the biggest fake schlong I can find.
“What the hell is that?”He reaches over my head and grabs the Mini Weenie Five Thousand.
It’s basically a nipple with balls.“You should know.I’m sure yours is about the same size.”
I move on down the wall, finding a green one that’s called Orc’s Passion.It’s long and thick.Bigger than should be humanly possible to fit inside any hole.My eyes widen, and Justice laughs at me.
“About like this.”He grabs one that’s slightly larger than average.
I roll my eyes at him.
