She smirks and turns back to her food, “Willow is coming here today,” she tells me. “To get ready for the event.”
I tilt my chin down in a nod, “Okay.”
“You don’t mind?”
“This is your house. Invite whoever you like.” I take the plate Louis passes over, “Thank you, Louis.”
“Well, okay,” She says quietly, “I’ve got to pick up my dress too.”
“I’ll take you. I have to go into the city anyway.”
“No!” She blurts.
My brows lower, “No?”
“I mean, Dennis can take me. It’ll be really quick anyway,” She rambles, “And I don’t want to hang around.”
“I’m only picking up legal papers,” I wave my fork around, “I’ll take you for coffee after.”
“I’ll just go with Dennis.”
“Dennis is taking a personal day,” I lie.
“Well, I’ll just take one of the other cars.”
“No can do,” I shrug, “You’ll come with me.”
I swear I see her wince.
“Have something to hide, wife?”
“Nope!” She blinks rapidly, “Nothing. Not a thing.”
My mouth quirks, so fucking adorable.
Ten minutes later she’s fidgeting in the kitchen door, eyeing the front door as if she’s contemplating fleeing out of it. I’m curious to know why she’s this shifty and it only leads me to believe she’s fucked with me again. It’s highly probable after I left her wet and needy last night.
I almost look forward to whatever creative way she comes up with to fuck with me. She’s inherently not violent so she finds other ways to get her revenge.
“Come on,” I guide her with my hand, letting the warmth of her skin brand me through my palm. Her sneakers tap quietly, and her nerves keep her head down.
“What is it?” I ask.
She shakes her head but follows me into the garage, the car beeping as it unlocks, lights flashing.
Rolling her lips, she loosens her breath and slides into the passenger seat when I open the door for her. What the hell is wrong with her?
She has an hour trapped in a car with me, I’ll get it out of her.
I hit the button to start the car before I then click forthe garage doors to be opened. It’s fucking cold today and when I look over to Olivia she is shivering in her seat, her body however is pressed right up to the door, as far from me as she can get.
My eyes narrow but I’ll deal with that in a moment, I need to get her warm first.
“Wait, Malakai!” She suddenly blurts at the same time I hit the button for the heat.
And get blasted in the face by a shit ton of bright pink glitter.
It explodes through the car from all the vents, covering me, Olivia and the black suede seats. It’s in my fucking mouth.
