Nina's Dom

Nina's Dom by Raven McAllan Read Free Book Online

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Authors: Raven McAllan
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    "Er
yes, well um. Oh hell, I've no bloody idea. It'll do. And why
me?"   Grief, I sound like a real idiot. I've never
ummed and ahhed so much in my life.
    "If
I knew the answer to that, pet, I'd bottle it and sell it. Who knows why
someone is attracted to someone? It's one of life's mysteries, along with pheromones,
hormones and general horniness I guess. But I took one look at you, and I
knew."
    "But
what did you know?"
    "That
you are mine."
    She
dropped the bottle of wine she'd just picked up.

Chapter Six
     
    "You
are delusional, you know that? Screw loose, two pence short of a shilling, not
the sharpest pencil in the box, screwy. And look what the hell you made me do. I'm splattered in wine, and some poor sod's
going to have to clear the mess up. Well you can pay for the bloody bottle. Asshole." Nina bent down and picked up the largest
pieces of glass. A store employee rushed up to them and took the shards from
her.
    "My job, love. Don't you go getting yourself
scratched or cut now. " She gave Nina a smile,
drooled at Nic, and shooed them away. "No, you don't need to take a bit to
the checkout, and pay for it. It's these trolleys. They just take over, and
argh that sounds scary. Off you go, it's fine."
    "Bless
her. It's a bugger of a job. I cleaned through uni in a supermarket." Nina
looked up at him. "Dare I risk picking up another bottle, or are you and
your insane ideas going to make me drop it?"
    "Language, pet. We'll need to work on that dirty
mouth. I don’t like my pet to sound like she's crawled out of the gutter."
    "Pet?
Oh fu…sheesh, don't start that all over again," Nina bunched her fists
together. "I'm going to get that wine." She spun on her heel and went
back to the wine display. To his amusement she picked up three bottles and
returned with them to him.
    "Don't
you dare say a word. Okay." Nina stared at him as
if to defy him contradict her. "What about your own shopping? Hadn't you
better do it?"
    "Done it, and it's in the car. I came back in when I saw
you."
    The
incredulous look on her face was worth every second of the way he'd rushed to
load his groceries and run back into the store so he didn't miss her.
    "Look
that checkout's nearly empty."
    Evidently
she chose to ignore his confession. He remembered her demand and chuckled. "Say
what? That too much wine is bad for you? Makes you put on weight? Wouldn't dare." Nic began to unload the trolley, amazed
to see she'd left the red-clash-with her-hair thong in there. He put it onto
the conveyor with a smirk.
    She
actually growled. How he kept his face straight he had no idea. Nic wondered
how close to getting thumped he was. He couldn't help it; he laughed. With her
red hair and pale skin flushed and getting redder by the second she reminded
him of one of those films where they showed you a tomato ripening. He reckoned
he'd better not tell her about that comparison.
    "Okay,
okay, truce, eh?" Nic thought he'd best backpedal a bit before he really did get thumped. She was altogether too easy to wind up,
but if her temper did match her hair he was skating on very thin ice. "I'm
sorry, pet. Let's make peace over a coffee?” He wanted to say over a spanking
bench, but decided that was several steps too far. "Coffee
and cake?"
    "Hmm." The look Nina gave him was
enough to make a snake wriggle, let alone a mere human. Eventually, she gave a
half shrug. "Fine, there's a coffee shop over in that corner. I'll see you
there in ten minutes." She turned her back on him and began to load the
shopping.
    Nic
had hoped for somewhere more salubrious than a supermarket coffee shop on a
busy afternoon, but reckoned beggars couldn't be choosers. He'd try to inveigle
her somewhere better over coffee and… He looked at the cakes and pastries on
offer and shuddered. No,
not a chance. Instead Nic stood next to the lockers you could keep
your shopping trolley in and waited for Nina to join him.
    "It's
like a three day old bake sale in there," he said as she walked

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