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I set the slippers down and pull up her blanket, tucking it under her tightly so she’s wrapped like a little cock-blocking burrito. Maybe that will make her think twice about getting up again and interrupting us.
She watches me. “A story?”
“Another one? Didn’t Miss Andi tell you a story?”
“Mhm. Now you.”
“Um,” I sigh, walking and looking around the room. “Where are your books?”
“Make one up.”
I search the ceiling for strength, but decide it’s easier to just go along with her terroristic demands. “Okay. Once upon a time there was a little hobbit. You know what a hobbit is?”
She shakes her head.
“They’re small and annoying with hairy feet.” I nod to her slippers, which I’ve set on her dresser.
She giggles, and I have to admit my annoyance fades just a touch at the sound.
“So, this hobbit left the safety of her village one day. She made a long journey, and for some reason, she went knocking on the door of a big scary dragon’s cave.”
“Why did the cave have a door?”
I pause. “It was a special cave. The kind of cave that has doors.”
“Oh,” she whispers.
“And the dragon really wanted to breathe his fire all over her. He wanted to turn her into a kebab. But the dragon was feeling nice, so he decided to give her a ride on his wings back to the safety of her home village. He helped her back in through her front door, wished her a good night, and then… then he left her with a warning. ‘Never come back,’ he said. He told her that dragons do very mysterious dragony things in their caves, and it’s no place for little hobbits with furry feet. So he told her if she ever came back, he would turn her into a kebab and gobble her up. The end.”
Meemee smiles. “I like the dragon.”
“Well, you’re not supposed to,” I say.
“I do.” She closes her eyes, still smiling. “If I was that hobbit, I’d go back to his cave and knock again. I don’t think he’s really gonna burn her up.”
I sigh. “He definitely will. You can believe that.”
“Nope,” she says, eyes still closed. “You can go, Mr. Jesse. I’m sleeping now.”
I grin a little. “Night, Kid.”
I turn and see Andi standing in the doorway. She has mostly buttoned up her shirt, but not completely. I see the slightest sliver of her breast and her bra. In an instant, I’m completely ready to go again.
“That was really cute,” she whispers once we’ve left Meemee’s room.
“I need to get inside you or I’m going to fucking explode,” I say.
Andi laughs, but her eyes linger on me in a way that says there’s arousal beneath her amusement. “I don’t know, Jesse. What if the dragon turns me into a kebab? You had to make yourself something cool, huh? You didn’t want to be a beaver?”
“The story about a beaver isn’t PG.”
She frowns, looking confused, then blushes and laughs. “I don’t know if that’s gross or funny.”
We make it back to Mikey’s room and I’m very tempted to lock the door, but I know I shouldn’t. I close it quietly this time, then point at the bed. “Get on the bed. Take off your clothes.”
Andi salutes me sarcastically, then starts walking backwards seductively as she reaches for the next button on her blouse. Every ounce of my attention is on her fingers.
And then the door opens again, bumping me in the back.
