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I groan, “Keep giving me a reason to call you that, and I will.”
He grunts and licks me all over. If this is what he wants to do for the next few days, I’m not going to argue.
Chapter 50
ANDERSON
Between bouts four and five, we ended up on her bed. We’re both panting and tangled in the sheets and there is nowhere else I’d rather be. Except maybe right next to her. Instead, my head is at the foot of the bed and hers is on the pillows at the head. “You know, this is a good bed.”
“It’s held up so far, despite our best efforts.”
“No, I mean, I like the mattress. I need one like this.”
“Oh? Not as comfy?”
I shake my head. “Definitely not. Mine gives the best back support. Not comfort.”
“We should get you a new one, then.”
“But that means we have to leave this one, and I’m not ready for that just yet.”
She giggles, and I’m such a sucker for that. “I didn’t mean now. Besides, if we go mattress hunting, you know what we have to do, right?”
“Try them out?”
She grins and nods, then winks. Only, she’s terrible at winking and her other eye half-winks, which cracks me up. She swats at my leg. “It’s your fault I can’t wink right now. I’ve lost all control of my muscles.”
“Happy to be of service.”
“Clearly. I’ve never had a guy so?—"
My phone rings on her nightstand. She reaches for it, but I tell her, “Ignore it. Nothing is more important than what’s right here, right now.”
But she looks anyway. “It’s your dad.”
Shit. “Okay, toss it to me.”
When she throws me my phone, it slaps onto my chest. “Ow.”
“You said to toss it!”
“Not on me,” I tease her and answer the phone. “Dad, hey?—"
“Enough with the chitchat. What is happening with June?”
“Just a second. Let me get to where I can talk.” I pop out of bed and slide my boxers on along with her embroidered robe that I hope I don’t hulk out of, then go out to her balcony for some privacy and to make sure he doesn’t hear her by accident. That’s the last thing we need right now. Not if I’m going to blackmail him.
It’s freezing out, but at least it’s not raining or windy. Time to start the show. “I was just about to call you. I was contacted by the kidnappers.”
“You were?”
“They want me to deliver four hundred thousand dollars to return her.”
He sputters, “That is preposterous! No skirt is worth that kind of money!”
“The fuck you say?” I don’t have to fake my anger now.
“You heard me!”
