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“Got another date to get to?”
“What do you mean another? This isn’t a date.”
She puts a hand over her mouth. “Oops. Okay, Rock. We can sit down and have a meal and chat without calling it a date.”
“I don’t chat.”
It’s true. These last twenty-four hours I’ve been holed up in the office, researching. When I had to leave earlier, she stayed put with Pipes outside.
I’m amazed that she hasn’t tried to leave the building. Ever since she told me she lived in a prison at home, I figured I’d have trouble with her. But she’s compliant.
She does as her daddy says.
“Okay.” She doesn’t let my gruffness deter her, it seems.
My eyes are glued to her ass as she sashays toward the front door and we finally leave.
I jab the button half a dozen times.
“You seem agitated,” she notes as the elevator doors swing open. I let her climb in first.
“Nope. Just tired.”
“I know a good remedy for how to bring sleep on, if you’re having difficulties.”
I do too, and it involves squeezing my dick until I’m spraying cum all over myself thinking about her in the next room.
I side-eye her. “You do?”
“A relaxing bath with lavender Epsom salts is really soothing.” So is my cock driving into your tight little pussy or that perky ass. “Or magnesium. Have you had your magnesium levels checked?” Or putting her over my knee and spanking that ass for suggesting stupid shit. “I’ve also tried smoking weed, but it didn’t agree with me.” Or I could just shove my cock down her throat to stop her from talking…
I snort. “You smoked weed?”
She looks at me with narrowed eyes as we begin to descend. “Why is that so funny?”
I shrug. “You seem so…vanilla.”
She frowns. “I am not!”
“Remember, I have access to your records. There’s not a lot I don’t know about you, Aspyn. Then again, I could just go to Facebook and find everything out. I bet you're one of those types who posts about having a bad day so people will ask what’s wrong.” I’m grumpy because I’m depriving myself. It isn’t all her fault.
“See that’s where you’re wrong,” she sing-songs, undeterred. “I deleted my social media right after the incident.”
I glance at her. “I’m a hacker,” I remind her. “I can get into anythin’.”
Her eyes go wide. “Anything?”
I nod. “Yup.” Now I’ve got her thinking.
“So you could, like…hack into a bank or a government agency?”
“That’s classified.” I hold in my laugh, but she doesn’t.
“You could tell me, but then you’d have to kill me?”
“Somethin’ like that.”
“Oh my god, Rock.” She holds a hand on my bicep to save from falling over in those ridiculous heels. “You can be funny when you try.”
