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but she
looked nervous.
    Reaching out, he placed his palm over her hand.
“There’s no need to be nervous. I’m here, and I won’t leave you, not even to
take a piss.”
    The waitress walked to the table.
    “Hello, can I take your order?” The waitress popped
gum. Her stomach was swollen, and she was clearly pregnant as she rubbed her
stomach affectionately.
    “I’ll have a strong, black coffee. What do you want,
babe?” he asked.
    “Can I have a soda?” Sasha’s voice was small.
    “Sure thing. I’ll be back after you’ve had time to peruse the menu.” The woman wrote
their orders down then left.
    “Do you want me to read the menu to you?” he offered,
gripping the menu in one hand as he held her other hand.
    “You’d do that for me?”
    “How else would you know what to eat if I didn’t?” he
asked, frowning.
    “Kenneth doesn’t give me chance to order my own food.
I eat what he orders.”
    Gritting his teeth, Pussy gazed down at the menu. His
fist was about to get an appointment in Kenneth’s fucking face. The more he
heard about the uptight bastard, the more he hated him.
    “I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t be telling you this.”
    “Who should you be telling
instead of me?” he asked, staring at her face. Fuck, she was so beautiful. Her
skin was pale, and her dark brown hair shone as the sun glided over the
strands. The thick length looked silky. He wanted to wrap the length around his
wrist and tug on it. Would she gasp or cry out? His cock hardened at the
thought of her on her knees taking his cock. He’d pull on her hair as he rammed
inside her, going as deep as he could.
    “I don’t have anyone to tell anything to.”
    “What happened to your friends? You can’t tell me you
weren’t liked?”
    “After the accident that caused this,” she touched her
face, “I was pulled out of school. I’ve been taught at home. The school didn’t
have any way of supporting a blind person. I’ve been taught by tutors.”
    Pussy frowned. Her stepfather was pulling her away
from everyone she knew.
    “What about your mother?” he asked.
    Sasha laughed. The sound was harsh and brittle. “A
couple of years ago I’d have said she was amazing. Now, she finds love at the
bottom of the bottle and some pills. She’s not the best person to talk to right
now, and she loves Kenneth.” She leaned her chin on her palm. Her gaze was on
his chest. He didn’t know what to say to her.
    She was a nicely rounded woman, curvy in all the right
places. From what he saw, he knew she had a nice, large set of tits that would
fill his hands. Her hips were large, and she had a rounded stomach.
    “Where’s your father?”
    He wanted to know everything about her.
    “He died in action, in Afghanistan. Mom met Kenneth a
year or so afterward, and then they married not long after that.” She traced a
pattern on the table with her other hand. “Why do you want to know about my
family?”
    “You’ve not got much family, but I wanted to see what
was happening in your life.”
    Pussy paused as the waitress handed them their drinks.
“We’ve not looked over the menu yet.”
    “No problem, honey, take your time. Hold your hand up
or holler when you want serving.” The waitress didn’t stick around. Keeping his
gaze on Sasha, Pussy wondered what she was thinking.
    “Why do you want to know? I’m not that important.”
    “You’re important to me,” he said.
    She let out a gasp.
    “You’ve not always been blind?” he asked, directing
the conversation elsewhere.
    “No, I’ve not. How have you been since you lost your
friend?”
    Her question caught him by surprise. Thinking about
Ashley upset him.
    “She died, and there’s no changing that.” He rubbed
his palms down his legs.
    “Do you blame yourself?”
    “Yes, I do.” Pussy wasn’t going to lie to her. He
didn’t want to. Was this what Ripper and Curse went through with their women?
Devil seemed to change overnight with Lexie.
    “Why?”
    “She did