1. Diavolo Ch 09


    Date: 11/18/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    apartment in discrete corners. “When did you have them installed?” “Yesterday, when you were at the daycare. I said they were going in before you stayed the night there.” She opened and closed her mouth, astonished that he’d had everything arranged without her even knowing. “Are there any in the bathroom?” she asked terrified of his answer. He snorted. “What do you think?” She closed her eyes in relief until he added, “of course.” “Gabriel Raven, there are no windows in the bathroom to merit cameras being there. You have that security company come back and take them off.” He began to laugh in that low, throaty, wicked way of his. “Gabriel, I mean it.” The knocking came again, more insistent. “Let them in, Poptart.” “Who is it?” “A little surprise I sent you.” The little surprise was a seventy-inch flat screen complete with a state-of-the-art home theater system. She hadn’t thought of buying a TV because she never watched anything. The men that carried the whole system in had it mounted on the wall and functioning in about an hour. It was a smart TV and completely wireless. They explained how to use the humongous control. Abigail just nodded and wished they’d finish and leave so she could yell at Gabriel in private. “You promised,” she cried when she finally locked the door. “What? It’s just a TV.” “That thing is huge! Enormous!” He began to chuckle. “You know it is, babe.” Her face heated to a thousand degrees. “Gabriel, get your mind out of the gutter.” “I’m sorry,” he ...
    snickered. “It’s just the way you said it.” “Gabriel. The TV and the rest of the stuff. It’s just too much,” she said stomping her foot. “Baby, when I go over we can watch movies. Plus, football. I am not going to watch the super bowl on a tiny screen. Do you want my eyes to go bad? That’s more for me than you, baby. Honest.” Abigail pinched the bridge of her nose. “Fine, but nothing else.” “Baby?” he began. “We need an espresso machine too. You know I like drinking espresso late in the afternoon.” She covered her face with her palm. “Okay. The espresso machine.” “Baby?” “Seriously?” she huffed in exasperation. He chuckled. “You just look so cute all riled up.” Her heart clenched. What was she to do with her naughty-naughty boyfriend? “I don’t like knowing you’re watching me,” she protested. “It’s kind of creepy.” “You never minded at home when we showered together.” “That’s different. You were there, not spying on me on some camera.” “Look at your screen and hit speaker.” Frowning, she lowered her phone and gaped when she saw him on the screen. He was walking down a corridor until he entered a doorway. He set his phone on the edge of a counter and stepped back to lean against the far wall. He was visible from the knees up. “Can you see me okay?” he asked with a devious grin. Uh-oh. “Um-yeah?” With a flick of his head, he sent his dark hair back behind his shoulders. “Good. I can see you too.” His hands went to the bottom of his black t-shirt before tearing it off over his head. ...
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