She's With Zaki
“You look flustered, Miss Rodriguez. Cat caught your poisonous tongue?”
“Don't you ever touch me again.” she hissed as he laughed heartily. “Bastard.”
“We're getting married, correct? Your body--if ever I'm interested--is mine, sweet cheeks.”
“Oh, really?” she smiled. “Touch me, and I swear, I'll slice off your balls.”
“Oh my, I'm so scared,” he smirked.
“I'm serious, Zaki. If you can't settle for a marriage without sex, then you're more than welcome to mess around with that chick who dumped you. That, of course, is if she's still interested.”
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