“And I’m sure Allie would be happy to come over and play with Bay after school. Dmitri mentioned that you two are getting married Labor Day weekend.”
“That’s right,” Hannah says. “And then we’re going to Jamaica for our two-week honeymoon.”
“That sounds splendid,” Sadie says. “I’ll bet you’re a beach girl. Sand. Sun. Surf?”
“I love swimming, but I’ve never gone surfing. Can we do that while we’re in Jamaica?”
“We’ll see,” Luka says with a laugh and a wide grin. It’s like the tension just seeped right out of him.
“What about the two of you?” Hannah asks. “Luka didn’t tell me how the two of you met.”
I glance at Sadie and answer before she can concoct a story. “Sadie went off the trails and got lost in the woods on a run. She stumbled onto me after I’d been shot.” The story is close to the truth, but I don’t want Luka or anyone else within the bratva suspecting that she might have witnessed anything.
“That could have been dangerous, getting lost in the forest,” Hannah says. “See, that’s why I don’t run.”
“I don’t know. You chase after Bay a lot,” Luka says.
“I did when she was a toddler. She’s gotten a lot better over the past couple of months. Having you around has helped.”
They stare into each other’s eyes, momentarily forgetting Sadie and I are at the same table. “Get a room,” I mutter under my breath.
Sadie chuckles at my remark. “You don’t feel that way about me?” she teases.
“Oh, I do,Malishka,” I whisper, and my fingers travel below the table, resting on her knee.
I swear I hear the woman purr, and my cock twitches at the sound she makes.
“The things you do to me,” I growl at her.
Sadie clears her throat and, while staring at me, nods toward the couple we’re dining with as if they care about our little intimate moment.
Luka is staring at me, a wide grin on his face. “And you were saying?”
He’s teasing me. It turns out he heard my comment about the two of them needing to get a room. I’d gladly get a hotel room with Sadie to worship her body and have the entire night to drive her wild and bury my cock inside her. But we can’t leave her daughter home alone all night.
No one told me that dating a woman with a child would make things hard.
I shift uncomfortably on the chair. I need to turn the conversation onto anything that puts my dick back to sleep, at least for a little while. Although the deep purple dress that Sadie is wearing and the dip in cleavage doesn’t exactly help.
She looks positively stunning and radiant.
I’m relieved when the waitress brings our dinners to the table.
“Everything looks delicious,” Sadie says.
We dig into our meals, the conversation taking a momentary backseat while we eat.
“Does anyone want dessert?” I ask, pinning Sadie with my stare. I’ve eaten too much as it is, but I want any excuse to spend a few more minutes together on our fake date, which feels real.
“I’ll split dessert with you,” she says, her voice low and raspy.
My cock twitches in my trousers. I want to loosen my tie. The room is stifling. Did someone turn on the heat?
“Sadie, what do you do for a living?” Hannah asks.
The waitress clears the dishes from our table and brings two dessert menus for us to glance over.
“I’m bartending.”