Private Practice Adrienette ( sin🍋)

Chapter 8 - Slap & Tickle

Recap: Adrien and Marinette head to a local Sex Shop to Pick Up Accessoires For their next lesson.

As we drove down the Highway towards the sex shop Slap & Tickle, Something caught my eye.

"Look, there's the Pigeon Farm. I've always loved that place.''

''Funny you should say that'' He snorted.

''Why?'' I Asked.

''I'm trying to but it''

'' Seriously? Arent you Like allergic to Pigeons?''

'' I was thinking i'd fix is Up and sell it.''

'' Really? I can't Wait top see the finished Product. When do you Start?''

A pained Expression crossed his face.

''Soon as I get the construction loan. Unfortunately, Blue Lick savings has some reservations."

"Like?" I asked.

"Let's Just say they're concerned about my risk Profile."

As I swerved out of the left lane around a Minivan, i noticed Adrien's grip fighten in the door handle.

"Lenders don't get too excited about Forking over a couple Million Bucks too a guy who got shot in a Bar"

"That's totally unfair! And crazy! Haven't they Seen your Work?" I muttered annoyed and He grins.

"It wasn't like someone was seriously trying too maim me! It was a misunderstanding...."

"A misunderstanding that distracts from your work" I roll my eyes. Adrien heaved a sigh, nodding his head reluctantly.

"You're right. I need to show them i'm a stable, responsible Investment."

"That would be a start. can you go to another bank?"

"I stand the best chance of getting the loan locally."

"But if you tell them you have an offer from a competing bank, that could really help your chances....." I came up fast behind an 18-wheeler and sharply swerved into the oncoming lane to over take it. Adrien gripped the door tightly muttering an "oh Shit".

Gosh, who knew he was such a pussy cat?

I face down the oncoming truck with nerves of steel as I passed the semi and popped back into my own lane. Adrien still hadn't replied to my suggestion.

"Don't you think?" I pushed.

"Huh?" he asked and slowly loosened his death grip on the handle, his face unnaturally white.

"Yes. Yea, I think I should definetly drive home." He suggested trying to change the subject.

"Thats not what I asked. Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale."

"A near death experience always leaves me pale." he smirked still avoiding the subject. at my confused expression, he tapped on the dashboard.

"I can't believe you were afraid to ride on my bike! You drive this car as if a collision with anything bigger than a gnat wouldn't turn it into a roling coffin."

"I'll have you know I'm a very good driver. I've never had an accident." I laughed it off.

"How many have you caused?" He teased. I laughed again, swatting his arm and felt his flexing muscles.

"None." I gloated.

"Both hands on the wheel baby, this our exit." My heart lurched at the nickname, a blush heating up my cheeks. I take off-ramp into Lexington.