Provocative Sonny and female reader

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It’s a combination of a lot of things. The short shorts. The tight tank top. The flush on your cheeks from the heat outside. The lollipop stick dangling from your mouth. All of it has Sonny struggling to form a coherent sentence as you drop off his dinner.

“How late’re you working tonight?”

“Just a few more hours, doll,” he says. “Don’t wait up.”

You shrug and pull your lollipop from your mouth to examine it. “I texted you something for later, by the way. Be safe, babe!”

Then you’re gone and Sonny scrambles for his phone to see an unopened message from you. He taps it to see the attached picture of you in nothing but a pair of his boxers and a sports bra, captioned “wake me when you get home 😘”