Damn it. She somehow always made herself look like a jerk.
She began loading her plate with some tasty goodness. “Thank you. That was really nice of you.”
“I know how you can really thank me.” Vincent winked at her.
Lake laughed. “You don’t give up, do you?”
“Never.”
Lake smiled at him as she began eating her food. It had been a long, hard month at first, and she didn’t think she would have survived without him. She still hadn’t seen her father since that day in Dante’s office, but Vincent had made sure he was okay. If she was honest, he had fixed a lot of problems for her and she only had herself to blame, really. .
Every day she worked in the casino, not wanting a day off, and every day he took her to and from work. He made sure the fridge was full, and she ate regularly. Vincent completely babied her all the way down to her feet. Literally.
Since the first night, he had managed to heal her blistered feet and kept them that way, per Maria’s instructions. Moreover, she had been shocked the next day to find her work heels had some type of gel padding put into them.
She had figured Vincent out really quickly after that first day, knowing how to handle him to a T. He wanted to come off as hard but the moment she became upset, he couldn’t be more opposite to her.
He didn’t like to see her hurt in the slightest, and she was sure that was ultimately why he hadn’t tried to go after her mother or John. It had been a month free of Evil Vincent, and she was more than thankful for that.
They didn’t spend much time apart, especially since Vincent always refused to leave her bed. Then again, she had to admit she didn’t fight him very hard to make him leave. Lake was sure that after a month she should feel smothered, yet she didn’t.
Vincent had truly become her friend. Even if it is hard to freaking look at him or be so close and not want to…
Lake snapped her eyes away from Vincent’s abs and got up from the table. “I need to get ready for work.”
He reached out and grabbed her hand as she passed, dragging her down onto his lap. “Aren’t you going to really thank me?”
Lake stared at his lips, remembering how he had tasted the first and last time they had kissed. Her lips edged closer to his until they were merely an inch apart.
“Go put a shirt on,” she whispered before she jumped out of his lap.
“That was just fucking cruel,” he told her before she disappeared into her bedroom.
She squeezed her eyes shut as she rested the back of her head on the closed door. It was cruel for me, too.
A whole month of seeing and sleeping beside a shirtless god was becoming downright painful. I don’t know how much longer I can last.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Today Is My Motherfucking Birthday
“Sadie, are you being freaking serious?” Lake looked at the black panties instead of her regular booty shorts.
Sadie arched her brow. “Well, when I told you to wear them like I did five seconds ago, that was me being serious.”
But … but! “But, why? You’ve never made me wear them before.”
“Is an inch or two more of your ass being shown really that big of a deal?” She put her hand on her hip, making her tits pop out like they always did.
Lake furiously nodded. “Yes, yes, to them it is.”
“And that’s exactly why you are going to wear them, honey. Now, hurry up and get dressed. I can’t wait to see fucking playbo…” Sadie’s voice trailed off as she practically skipped to go get dressed herself.
Is getting away with murder hard? I’m sure Vincent would cover it up. Maybe he will even help me…
Lake got dressed in a lace, hot-pink corset, which was semi see-through until it got to the cups of the boobs. Thank God. Putting on the panties and her black stockings trimmed in lace, she then looked in the mirror. She didn’t think she looked very innocent right then. There were no bows or ruffles, only sexy lace making her feel as self-conscious as she had the very first day she had worked there.
She was getting confused. I thought Sadie wanted me to look innocent. That was her whole thing, right?
Sadie gave her ass a love tap when she was about to head out of the dressing room. “I’m strictly dickly, but I would totally switch teams for you.”
That’s comforting.
“Please, don’t make me do it.” Lake wasn’t above begging.
“Um, let me think.” Sadie tapped her chin. “Nope.”
All the air popped out of her like a balloon. “I will never forgive you for this.”
Sadie laughed at her. “Oh, honey, you will.”
Is it a full moon? Everyone is acting weird. Lake bit her lip when Sadie pushed her past the curtain.
Nothing is different. You’re only revealing another inch, that’s all.
She headed toward her first table, which unfortunately had creepy David sitting there, waiting for her arrival.