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When we pulled away we smiled at eachother. I was kind of hot and I was beginning to feel lightheaded.

I didn’t know what to say. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t a virgin or anything; that was taken care of in high school. But still, it was him. Jalil was slowly but surely working his way into my life and out of my plotting and scheming.

Not matter how hard I tried to tell myself he was just like his crazed father, I knew deep down it wasn’t true. He was nothing like that man.

I wanted him with an urgency. I wanted him as my man… my guy. I was determined at this point right now, he would be. Crazy dad or no crazy dad, I’d just have to make it work.

“You’re sexy when you take control.” I said with my hands still resting on his firm chest.

“Only when I take control?” He asked casually.

“Pretty much.” I said nodding.

He laughed and I smiled.

“Be right back…” He went into the kitchen and then brought out salads.

He placed them on the table that was already decorated and I smiled harder.

“You know… I can get used to this whole experience,” I said going over to the table. “The whole royal treatment I mean.”

“well you’re royalty, what’d you expect?”

He pulled out my seat and we sat and ate. Of coarse I didn’t begin eating ‘til I had ranch dressing and Parmesan cheese on my salad.

It’s just the way I like salad.

We talked and laughed about crazy stuff. And then 20 minutes later he was bringing in the main coarse. It smelled so good that I started to ask if I could hire him as my personal chef.

Wait! Why can’t I do that?

“Can you come over to my house and cook on a daily basis?”

He smiled.

“No really?”

He still just smiled.

“Are you taking me serious?”

“Taste it first”

I picked up the fork and went for the salmon. When I tell you it was THE very best salmon I ever had in my life, You better not take me for a joke. I swear I’d eat it everyday with a smile on my face!

“I’ll pay you by the hour if you cook for me every night” I was practically begging.

“I’ll cook whatever you desire… but you don’t have to pay me… at least not in money”

I looked at him with nothing but lust in my eyes. I knew exactly what he meant, and as long as we were on the same page, he could have as much of it as he wanted.

“And by that you mean…?”

He stared me down. He noticed everything from my lipgloss to my cleavage.

I smiled as I watched his eyes trail to different parts of my body. It was funny how I had him hooked and we hadn’t even had sex yet. Though I couldn’t lie, he had me hooked too.

The question is… just how hooked am I really?

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