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“Not yet,” I grin.
Next I add myself to her contacts. I hand her phone back. “Now I’m done.”
She gives me a sideways glance as she takes it and goes straight to her messages.
“’My Pussy Owner’, are you out of your mind?” she croaks out on a laugh.
I can’t help but laugh. “You knew exactly who it was, didn’t you, by the name?”
“Good Lord, Rock, what if a customer sees it?”
“Then they’d think, ‘What a lucky son-of-a-bitch.’”
“You are absolutely impossible,” she grumbles, chuckling as she types on her phone.
“Yeah, you already told me that earlier today. Besides, some people need to have it spelled out who that belongs to, seeing as they’re too fucking stupid to figure it out on their own.”
Steve the little douche alerts every one of my suspicions even when he’s not around.
Summer tucks her phone back in her purse then slides off the desk.
“Well, holy shit, look at that,” I smile.
She turns around to glance at the place she just vacated.
“Oh my…,” she exhales.
She left a puddle on the glass surface. I big one.
“I’ll clean that up,” she mumbles shyly.
I take her hand and lead her toward the door. “Don’t you dare. I might leave it, so your scent will always be right there.”
She looks at me wide-eyed disbelievingly. “You know that’s disgusting, right?”
“What can I say, I love your pussy,” I grin at her and give her a cheeky wink.
“Ugh,” she laughs. “Well thank you, but clean it.”
Laughing, I open the door, her hand still in mine, and we enter into the main room of the shop. Gringo and Bull are still working on clients, and Snake is running this quarters numbers. It’s such a plus working with people you trust with your life. It might appear to be business as usual, but I know my friends. They’re waiting to find out about the call.
Right now, it’s about Summer and the guys
Summer doesn’t flinch when her eyes meet Snakes. Her jaw tenses a little, that’s the only outward sign of any discomfort she might be feeling from what just happened between the three of us. He gives her a warm smile and she instantly relaxes as her faces flushes.
Time to break the ice with the other guys.
From behind Summer’s head, I catch Snake’s eye and motion for him to join us. He gets up and walks toward us.
“Let me give you a little tour, princess…”
“I’m still gonna call her Tinkerbell,” Snake adds in.
“You can’t,” I snap.
“Why not?”
I clamp my mouth shut.
