Ella giggled as she unlocked the apartment door, the cake box wobbling slightly in her hands. Mex leaned against the frame, watching her with that lazy, knowing smirk
His eyes dragged down, following the sway of her hips as she stepped inside
Mex Allen
Low, teasing “Damn, princess… you always walk like that, or is it just for me?”
Ella glanced over her shoulder, smirking as she caught his gaze locked on her curves
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