Let’s make a deal!

Danielle

I nod repeatedly, suddenly feeling incredibly stupid. “Yes, sure. I know that I’m exclusively yours. I got that.”

He shakes his head, lowering his gaze back down.

Oh, no!

“Why would you think you are exclusive and I can whore around? Why should I do such a thing if I pay you to be mine?”

I cringe at the sound of that, my heart squeezing painfully in my chest. “Sorry, I didn’t want to anger you. I simply wanted to say that you can send me away too.”

He clicks his tongue and starts filling the plates with food.

God, I was so hungry just moments ago, and now I can’t even imagine eating a little bit.

Pushing the plates in my direction, he walks around the bar, taking his seat next to mine.

He sighs as he murmurs, changing the subject elegantly. “Maybe I should get a table too.”

So, case closed I presume.

“Oh, no. You have to stop changing everything in your apartment just because of me.” I tap the gray granite on the bar. “It’s perfectly fine for me to eat here.”

He ju