Chapter 51 Your Dick Is Saying Otherwise

• I straightened, trying to maintain my composure. “Medlin, this is not the right environment,” I replied briskly. “You’re about to be married to Rodolfo, and here, at a club meeting, such matters are best left unspoken.”
• Her eyes were devilishly lusting, undeterred. “Married or not, you always had a way of drawing me in. I insist we talk, moreover, your dick is saying otherwise.”
• Before I could protest further, the noise of the club’s lively chatter filtered through the corridor.