“Your tits offend him.”
“Why?”she asked, dropping her chin almost to her chest to check them out.“You left stubble burn everywhere again.”And more than a few bruises.“How is this discreet?”
“Who gives a fuck about discreet?You just flashed Leon.That’s sexual harassment.You’re the harasser.Another lawsuit I’ll have to settle out of court.Your tits are fucking expensive, and not in the good way.”
“You didn’t mind my boobs last night,” she said, pulling herself onto her hands and knees to crawl toward him.“And this is our private bedroom.What did he think he’d see?”
“Myprivate bedroom,” Rourke said.“Cock, maybe.”
She rose high on her knees at the end of the bed.“Did I interrupt?I can tag out if you and Leon need the bed.”
“You are tagging out because the cops are here.”
“So?I’m over twenty-one, handsome.I promise.”
“That’s good to know.But they want you, not me.”
“Are you over twenty-one?”
“Last time I checked,” he said.“Wanna role play?”
“With the cops or age play?”she asked.
“Either.Both.We should get rid of the real ones first.”He looked at Leon, who still faced away.“Did we check they are real cops?She probably ordered herself strippers.”
“Why do I need strippers when Roxie already invited me to her bachelorette party?A guaranteed six-pack feast.Want to bet that will be a night to remember?”
“If you get there,” Rourke said.“Know why the cops want you?”
“I’m hot.I’m in demand.”
“These guys want to put you in the slammer.”
“Am I playing a bad girl?Are you directing a porno?Hollywood’s gone to your head.”
“No, this is something to do with you threatening my ex-girlfriend.”Her smile dropped as his curled.“You think I wouldn’t find out?”His eyes stayed on hers.“Leon.Scram.”
The guy did as told.
“I don’t care that you found out,” she said, pushing him aside to climb off the bed.“Where are these cops?I’ll talk to them.”
“Naked?”
She glanced down, but put her hands on her hips, thrusting her shoulders back.“Yeah, maybe I’ll direct my own porno.”
“My people are dealing with it.They just want to lay eyes on you.”
“Okay.”She turned to eat up more of the room.“Naked makes me memorable.”
He hurried over to snag her wrist and pulled her to him.“Slow it down.”The pause dragged.“You didn’t have to.”
“I didn’t have to what?”
“Scare her away.Threaten her with violence.”
“I’m sorry, since when do I need your permission for anything?”she asked, angry and offended.“I did what I did for me.Because I wanted to.It’s nothing to do with you.”
“Nothing to do with me, really?”he asked, deadpan.“You just so happened to railroad my ex-girlfriend out of a party you didn’t invite her to?She just showed up?For no reason?And you were pissed for you?”
