Cuffed By Love
Levi offers, missing the glare Mira is sending him.
“We’ll go, won’t we, baby?” Megan is practically bouncing in her seat. I smile, nodding, wrapping my arm around her shoulder; I kiss the base of her neck.
“Whatever you want, baby,” I murmur against her skin, and Megan sinks into me with a sigh. Mira’s hazel eyes dart from me to Megan, her lips set in a thin line. Up goes that challenging brow before she looks down at her menu, muttering something to herself.