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Adrian followed Ellie around the grocery store as she pushed the cart. He tried not to stare at her ass but damn, he wanted to slap that thing or squeeze it. At this point, he didn’t care which, but he had to keep his hands to himself and stay focused on his long-term goal.
“Peanut butter.” He grabbed a jar from the shelf and then three jars of jelly—one strawberry, one apple and one orange.
“What are you ten?” She grinned at him. “I don’t think I’ve eaten PB&J since grade school.”
“You should try it. It’s delicious.” He wouldn’t mind putting some peanut butter and jelly on her body and licking it off. Focus, damn it. He could make her his personal PB&J later, but hopefully, not too much later.
“I’ll stick with my feta cheese, hummus and wraps.”
“I make an awesome Greek Vill
