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I pause as she tries to process everything I have just said.
“So, will you be my girlfriend?”
She doesn’t hesitate this time.
“Yes!” she screams.
I pull her to me and crash my lips into hers as emotion swells in my heart.
I knew it was a possibility to get her to move in with me, but I never thought we would be living together and be in a real relationship.
She breaks the kiss and slightly leans back. “There’s something else I need to tell you.”
Her happy, playful mood changes in an instant.
She doesn’t wait for me to say anything, she just blurts out, “Jared shattered my window with a brick while I was home. There was a letter with it that just said you’re mine.”
I try to keep my cool, despite the rage building inside of me. “I guess it’s a good thing you are moving in with me.”
It should be easier to keep shit like this from happening again.
Staci stands on her tiptoes and places a soft kiss on my cheek. “Moving in with you as your girlfriend.”
That’s very true and I couldn’t be happier. I kiss her neck like she likes and am rewarded with a soft moan.
“Before I move in with you, I have a request.”
I playfully wag my eyebrows in a suggestive manner. “Oh, yeah?”
“Well, make it two requests. That one will have to wait until we are home.”
Thinking about home and what I’m going to do to her causes my dick to jerk in my shorts.
“Just name the time and place. I am more than happy to make that happen, but what is the second request?”
Staci grins wider and says, “Bring me back to the diner.”
I wrap my arms tighter around her waist and lean in close to where our lips are almost touching. “Deal.”
Picking her up, I practically jog to the back of the studio. I put her down so she can lock up the studio.
When we are outside, she looks around for something.
“Where’s your car?”
The question gets lost in the air because both of our gazes lock on the same sight- her slashed tires.
Chapter Nineteen
STACI
There’s only beena few times in my life that I have been unable to say what’s on my mind.
Today seems to be another one to add to the growing list.
So many emotions flood through my body: anger, shock, disappointment, and sadness.
I’m speechless as my gaze stays locked onto my flat tires.