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I snap my eyes back up. “What’s wrong?”

“Spider!” she yells, pointing to the ground.

“Are you shittin’ me?”

“I swear I’m not, it’s huge.” She points again. “Just there!”

I squint. “That?” I shake my head, lowering down to let the tiny little insect crawl into my palm. It’s about as big as an ant. “Seriously, Bella?”

“What? Don’t bring it over here, take it outside! Or kill it.”

“I’m not goin’ to kill it. It’s not its fault it ended up here.” I chuckle. Keep your eyes on her fucking face, asshole.

I stand, letting the little critter run around on my palm.

Bella folds her arms over her tits and I make a move to the door.

When she turns, my eyes dip to her ass. A fucking G-string. I stare at her perfect, round butt cheeks and my mouth waters as I imagine gripping those hips and sliding into her from behind. The thought is wrong, I know it, and it doesn't help my raging hard on.

Then our eyes meet in the mirror. She stares back at me and doesn't look away. I back out of there like my ass is on fire and make for the doors as fast as I can.

Passing by the attendant, I say, “There was a spider.”

She nods and gives me a small smile, backing away a little like I might throw it at her.

I get outside and let the little guy go on one of the plants in the middle of the walkway. Running a hand through my hair, I sigh. I mean, I was prepared for shopping with her, but actually seeing her in her underwear? Those sweet nipples peaking back at me, begging for my attention. Knowing she’s a virgin makes me even harder.

Has she ever done anything? Has she let a man taste her? Suck on those pretty titties?

I know I’d have a field day showing her how good I can make her feel, how to play with her body until she’s screaming my name. All the blood seems to have rushed between my legs and I need to get a goddamn grip.

I sit on the bench outside and compose myself. This is why I should never listen to my own advice about how abstaining is actually a good thing.

I can’t be thinking about fucking her for pity’s sake. She deserves better than that. I didn’t bring her to my home to get into bed with her. I care about her. But my body also responds to her in a way that hasn’t happened in a long time, and not just because I’m abstaining. I’m the kind of guy that likes to get to know a woman first, before we fuck. And Bella is pushing every single one of my buttons.

I look up when I see a pair of feet in front of me.

“Are you okay?” she asks. “You look a little pale.”

“I’m fine,” I reply.

“If it’s okay… Uh, I need your card.”

I stand abruptly. “Of course, sure.” I hand it over as she smiles and wanders back into the store. I keep my feet firmly planted on the ground. I’m pleased she got herself something nice. And I’m even more grateful that I got to see her in some of it.

I am definitely not going to ask if she got the white and pink set.

Mind out of the gutter, asshat.

The sooner this shopping trip is over, the better. I’ve had just about as much as I can take.

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ISABELLA

Priest chats on the ride back to his place. It’s idle stuff like the weather and some of the things he’s working on at home with his dad in the workshop. We stop at the grocery store and he buys some ingredients, asking if I have any preferences for dinner.

So the man cooks? Well I’ll be damned.

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