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“Okay.”

He goes to the stove and serves two plates. When he comes back, he places one in front of me, the other he keeps for himself. They’re overflowing with French toast, bacon, and eggs. Then he slides a mug of coffee in front of me with sugar and creamer.

I glance at him, astonished. “Sorry, no fancy milk. I’m just a regular coffee guy,” Rock says with a boyish grin.

“Who are you and what did you do with that smart-ass I met first?” I laugh.

He tips his head back and laughs. “He’s still here, just one of my many multiple personalities. They all get along great though, so don’t worry.”

I smile as I stir in sugar and milk in my coffee. “That’s good to know.”

He narrows his eyes at me as he smirks and scoops up a forkful of food. “There is one that is dying to meet you, though.”

My body heat rises at the unsaid innuendos. I lift the mug and stare at him over the rim. “Oh?” I ask.

“Yes,” he takes another bite of food. “As a matter of fact,” he points his empty fork at me, “he says this would be a perfect place to make his introduction,” he gestures to the table. “Right here.”

My heart rate quickens. “Really? How’s that?”

“It’s a great place for you to lie back so he can smack your sweet little clit, your legs spread, maybe tied to the table legs, until you came all over it.”

I choke on the sip of coffee I just took.

Rock laughs as he pats my back.

“Are you okay?” he chuckles.

I wave him away, “I’m fine,” I sputter.

He walks to the fridge and gets me a bottle of water. I drink a quarter of it before I can calm down.

I. Am. In. So. Much. TROUBLE.

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