Page 82 of Wicked Riot


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He shook his head. “Not really. The drinks don’t count.”

A bag of bagels resting in the cart caught his eye, and he grabbed a package of cream cheese.

She shot him some side-eye, and he smirked.

“I won’t put that on my bagels. It just goes straight to my thighs, Punc,” she declared, her voice haughty.

He chuckled. “Then it’s good I’m eating bagels, too.”

“Yeah. Are we ready to check out?”

With a smirk, he nodded. “Yep, right after we swing by the flowers.”

Her eyes widened. “You’re joking.”

“Nope. I’m getting you flowers.”

She put her hand on her hip. “Punc, I appreciate that—”

He stepped out from behind the cart and slid his arm around her waist. “I said I want you to be mine… and any woman of mine is going to have flowers.”

Her lips twisted like she was trying to bite back a smile. “Are you always this… way with your women?”

He tipped his head back and laughed, then caught Savannah’s gaze again. “No. The last time I bought anyone flowers was at Mother’s Day for my mom. I’m guessing the last flowers you had in the house were from the funeral. It’s high time you start making some good memories, and at the very least, this is a start.”

14

Profess Undying Love

Savannah

Onthewayhome,I struggled with my thoughts and feelings. Ted had done his best to nudge me to the end of the checkout lane so I wouldn’t see the grand total of our massive grocery haul. It tallied up to just under two hundred fifty dollars. I didn’t know the best way to thank him.

“You’re really quiet over there, Smythe.”

“Thank you doesn’t seem adequate for the insane amount of money you spent on groceries for me and Cat.”

He glanced at me and back to the road. We were in Rita’s company vehicle, so I was glad he kept his eyes on the traffic.

“If it weren’t for the beer, wine, and sodas, it would have come up to around one-thirty maybe one-fifty. From what I can see in your kitchen, you don’t shop often. This will stock you up for at least a week and a half.”

His math checked out, but it didn’t keep me from feeling like a charity case.

“I appreciate it, and so does Catalina. Actually, she’ll profess undying love to you considering the cornucopia of cookies you picked up.”

He chuckled. “What about you? Do the cookies get me your undying love?”

I arched a brow at him. He was not after my undying love. “I have to watch my figure so I can earn the best tips.”

He shook his head. “You don’t need to be dancing if you don’t want to, Savannah. I was serious last night. I’m getting rid of Frank Darren for you.”

I kept quiet at that because while I had faith in Ted and the Riot brothers to handle problems, something about Frank struck me as being far and away more stubborn.

Punc turned into our neighborhood. “Do you like working for Rita? This is a nice car she provides. I’m guessing her business does well.”

“Yeah, she’s a great boss.”

“How so?”