18
DANTE
“Good luck with your meeting today, Dante,” she said with a crooked smile, picking my coffee up off the table and taking a sip.
Savanna leaned down to give me a kiss in her black pants and matching sweater, looking more like a movie star than a baker’s assistant.
“You’re glowing, bella.” I placed my palm on her belly and dared her to look away from my stare. “But you can’t skip breakfast.”
“I’ll get a breakfast burrito on the way. But you’re cute worrying about me,” she said, brushing the back of her knuckle against my nose.
“Get out there. Pete’s waiting on you and so is your aunt.”
“Okay, bossy.” She swiped a piece of my toast and I savored the sight of her sweet ass as it swayed towards the back door.
“See you tonight! Prepare yourself to have me between your legs.”
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