– Laura –
Playing the boyfriend-girlfriend game with Damien had become second nature. He was already used to me being loud, flirty, and—let's face it—completely spoiled. He didn't have a choice; spoiling me was in his job description.
I pulled out a wad of cash from my wallet and tossed it into his lap. He rolled his eyes.
"I love it when you throw money at me," he said dryly. "Just not on my lap, Laura. Try my face next time. At least make it dramatic."
"I was hoping you'd perform for your girlfriend tonight," I said sweetly, "since I'll be staying over again. Your cousin won't let Livana leave the compound, remember?"
He gave me a look. "You sure about this?"
"Just spoil me like you used to," I teased. "I'll feed your ego with compliments."
He started gathering up the cash while I grinned.
"You look sexy when you pick it up. Be my stripper tonight."
