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Brendon: I'll be done at noon. I'll meet you at home.

Kaylee: You think I wait around for you all day?

Brendon: I think you read, study, or watch TV when Emma is at work.

Kaylee: Maybe.

Brendon: Aren't you writing a novel?

Kaylee: Yeah, but not right now. It's the weekend. I need a little incentive if you want me at your beck and call.

Brendon: Trust me. You want to meet me at noon.

Kaylee: For...?

Brendon: For a surprise.

Kaylee: Which is?

Brendon: I'll see you at noon.

Kaylee: Maybe. Or maybe I'll be out.

Brendon: You won't.

Kaylee: How do you know?

Brendon: You can't come on my cock if I'm not there.

* * *

Kaylee taps her fingers against the dash. "You really aren't going to tell me?"

"You struggle with the concept of surprise," I tease.

"No. I just like knowing." She grabs the aux cable and plugs it into her phone. A moment later S&M is pouring from the speakers. She looks to me with a coy smile. "Who are you imagining?"

I arch a brow.

"Me or Dean."

"You." I leave one hand on the wheel and place the other on her leg. I rub her soft skin with my finger.

It makes her shudder.

Fuck, the moan that falls off her lips is distracting.

All that heavy shit is still in the air. We'll have to ride through the storm soon. But not yet. She's facing reality as soon as she gets off that plane.

I want to make the next two weeks—well, nearly two weeks—as blissful as possible.

Rhianna purrs about her love of whips and chains.

I slide my hand under Kaylee's dress. Higher and higher, until my thumb is brushing the edges of her panties.

Her fingers dig into the seat. "You're a tease."

"You just figuring that out?"

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