Case File Name:
Double Meanings.
♠Chapter Forty-Four♠
"An arcade?" I said, staring around at all the different games as Tazmin and I stood beside one of the tables.
Tazmin slid her arm around my waist, pulling me into her warm body, "There's also go-karts and bowling," she murmured, drawing her hand up my back covered in the black romper that clung to my body and exposed my toned legs and arms.
I didn't put on too much makeup since this was a more casual look—and I decided on a pair of silver Nike Vomero's that matched my silver jewelry.
Tazmin also opted for a casual look—wearing a sleeveless black loose t-shirt that exposed her toned arms covered in tattoos and baggy ripped jeans.
She also wore a red snapback with her blonde hair down and her usual iced-out jewelry, which was the only less casual thing about her outfit.
It also made all the women we passed nearly break their fucking necks over her, especially since there seemed to be a lot of Miami women here.
And by Miami women, I mean, the ones who had at least ten surgeries to look how they do.
Apparently, some influencer decided to have a day party filled with day drinking and as many pictures as possible.
And after what Adriana pulled this morning, I felt too low on patience to deal with their lingering stares.
"If one more girl checks you out, I'm going to the car," I mumbled, sliding my arm back around Tazmin's waist to establish my presence.
Tazmin suddenly glanced away from me, zoning in on the brunette woman who had botched lip fillers openly eyeing us, "There's another arcade in the area that we could—"
"Not to leave," I cut her short, glancing over to meet her stare, "I know you keep a gun in the dash—"
"Milena," Tazmin laughed, entirely amused as she eyed my face.
My very serious face.
I mean, I didn't know how to properly use a gun, but here recently I kind of want to learn.
Especially with Tazmin's line of work.
I mean, being her girlfriend means I should be trained with a gun at the very least.
"I'm already low on patience, Tazmin," I warned her, gripping her closer to me.
Tazmin only shook her head, noticeably still amused, "I didn't take you as the jealous type," she murmured, eyeing me from head to toe.
And I could tell by the look in her eyes that she found my jealousy attractive.
She would probably find me killing someone for even looking at her attractive too.
"I hope this is still amusing tonight when I sleep at my place," I mumbled, drawing my hand under her shirt to initiate further contact.
And also prove the point that Tazmin is mine.
"Mil I said we can leave," Tazmin said, her smile growing more amused as she eyed my face.
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Romansa"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especiall...
