Her Proposal

Demitri

I get lost in kissing her. I've missed her fire and fight, and I felt like I was about to lose that side of her. So seeing her wanting to kill my staff makes me want to fuck her.

She pushes me back and breaks away from the kiss. So I pout at her and sulk.

"Behave, are you really going to pretend like she didn't say that?" She looks at me.

I'm not pretending anything. I will deal with Anne later.

"I don't want to ruin our time together by complaining about her acting up," I shrug slightly. Anne can wait; she's not important right now.

"I didn't mean that. You know what I meant," she looks at me.

What did she mean? "I'm confused, Doll; what are you talking about?" I laugh slightly.

"Her mentioning my plan to propose!" She throws her arms in the air.

"Wait, she wasn't lying?" I thought that was a joke. Was that actually the truth and the reason behind all of this? Shit. I stare at her, trying to process what to say.

"I assumed she was joking," I whisper, and she shakes her head.