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Pink passes by me with a wicked look on his face. He walks over to where Elle is sitting, and before she can protest, he scoops her up out of her stool, dips her back dramatically like something from an old movie, and plants a kiss right on her lips.
After a moment, he breaks the kiss, sets her back down on the stool, and walks away.
“Asshole,” Elle mumbles as she touches her lips, and her cheeks turn bright red.
“As much as you keep mentioning your ass, Prinzessin, I can see that’s going to need attention first,” Pink says, not looking back as he walks out the door.
I look over to see Elle’s mouth drop open and her cheeks burn even brighter, so I leave her and a laughing Zoey alone in the apartment. When we get outside, I talk to my guys posted outside as a precaution, then Pink and I head to my truck.
“You sure you want to keep digging that grave?” I ask, looking over as Pink gets in the truck.
“As long as I end up buried inside her, I’m good.
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