Obviously, they were all okay with him taking off with me, since no one even attempted to rescue me from him. Apparently, no one missed Harlen tossing me over his shoulder and leaving with me last night. SEEING AT LEAST A DOZEN missed texts on the screen of my cell phone, I bite my lip and start going through them one by one. Knowing I can kiss and touch her whenever I want, all I can think is, Yeah, this is the good shit. I lean back and watch her wander around the kitchen in her robe. “You ready to eat?” she asks him, and he answers by licking her jaw, making her laugh. Sipping from my own cup, I watch Dizzy run into the kitchen and jump up, placing his paws on her bare leg. “Right,” she whispers, taking another sip from her coffee. Good shit,” I finish, seeing her mouth is softer and her eyes are darker than they were before I started speaking. I get to discover things, like I found out this morning that you’re just as beautiful when you wake up as when you go to sleep. “Now I get to find out how wet I can make you just by whispering in your ear, find out how fast I can make you come with just my fingers. “Yeah.” I grin, and her eyes drop to my mouth. “All that means is now we getta move onto the good shit without the anxiety.”
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