Mr. CEO Wants Me
“Yeah, you and that mayo. I bought two jars because you went through the last one so fast.”
I grinned, swinging my legs, my boobs bouncing slightly, still braless. “What can I say? It’s the good stuff. Better than your kale obsession.”
Nick rolled his eyes, chopping tomatoes, the knife flashing under the lights. “Kale’s healthy. You should try it sometime.”
“Hard pass,” I said, stealing a slice of tomato, popping it in my mouth. “I’m a carnivore, babe. Speaking of, you got any of that grilled chicken left from Sunday?”
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