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“Monster Human Relationship Management.”
“Make this quick,” Ethan growled. “My girlfriend wants to go to sleep.”
The woman and her companion prowled around the room. They checked the dressing table, looked underneath it, opened all the dresser drawers. The man went into the bathroom. Ethan heard him calling out in a flat, nasally voice, “Toiletries in evidence. Both sexes.
“Two toothbrushes. His and hers.
“Her dressing gown is on the door hook next to his.”
The woman checked them off on her paperwork. “Any evidence of sanitary wear?” she called out.
“Yes.”
“Contraception?”
“No contraception is in evidence.”
“We’re not using any,” Min piped up. “Leaving it to fate.”
Ethan eyeballed her. Her face was deadpan, but he saw the hint of a dimple in her cheek. Westwind humor at its best.
Now they went into the dressing room.
“What is this?” the woman said.
“Looks like a couch,” her companion replied. “Yeah, seems to be a sofa bed. Made up.”
Ethan looked at Min and winced. “I forgot to fold it up.”
The woman said, “Hmmm. Very suspicious.”
“Sometimes he snores,” Min called out. Ethan gave her an outraged look and was rewarded with two dimples this time. “I make him go and sleep in there sometimes. I guess when we’re married, I’ll boot him out more often.” She giggled as the woman stalked back into the bedroom. She didn’t raise a smile as she stood by the side of the bed and gestured impatiently.
“Pull back the bedclothes.”
“What?” Ethan spluttered.
“Get out of bed, both of you.”
“What the fuck for?” Ethan growled.
“Mind your language,” the woman snapped. “We need to check that you’re dressed appropriately for an intimate relationship.”
“We could be naked,” Ethan said.
“Exactly the point,” snapped the woman.
Min flung back the covers. Ethan glanced at her and almost salivated. That negligée was something else. Even so, he was still outraged on Min’s behalf.
“This is really fucking not okay, you hear me?”
“It’s fine, Ethan,” Min said calmly and stood up. He tried not to ogle her gorgeous body. She had fantastic legs, slender yet muscular, and her tits bobbed, almost falling out of the lacy garment. His cocks obligingly thickened. Well, he guessed if these officious little shits copped an eyeful of what was tenting his PJs there’d be no room for doubt.
Min held her hands out to the sides and her beautiful breasts lifted, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of her nipples. “You think I’d be wearing this with a guy who’s not my partner?”
The woman sniffed and wrote something down.
“While you’re at it,” Min said sweetly, “would you like to see our drawer of sex toys, or maybe I could show you our sex dungeon downstairs? We’ve got whips, chains, butt plugs—you could put that in your little book too.”
