That alone deserves a reward.
“What do you need?”
Those sinful lips part at the swiftness of my response. “Just like that?”
“Just like that.”
TWO
HELL SENT TO DRIVE ME CRAZY
Why does he never do what I think he will?
The slippers?! SQUEAL.
Thegi?HOT.
The scars? SEXY. (And they shouldn’t be!!)
The showering, which, OH. MY. GOD, how I didn’t faint is beyond me.
When he grabbed his dick, I had no idea where to look besides straight at him.
I’m not sure how I didn’t strip off and join him!
Talk? He expected me to talk when he was naked? TALK?!
Internal meltdown aside, his acceptance of me doing something that my family wouldn’t agree to—the reason why I came to him—doescome as a shock.
I expected some push-pull, not immediate acquiescence.
Which is back to being hot.
I’ve gone so past overwhelmed, the whelm is whelming.
“Well? Talk, Victoria.”
Becoming a Veronian will help my best friend, Seamus,on his path to the presidency.And, my god, does this country need a man like him in the Oval Office.
Some might think Shay’s ambitions are a pipe dream, but he has backers—the Irish Mob. While they’ll make his goal a reality, he’ll still need as much bargaining power as possible, and I aimto give him that.
All of my reasons are on the tip of my tongue, then Maxim starts shaving.
And my purpose for being here goes out the window.
“I’d have thought you’d pay a barber to do that for you.”
I just side-eyed him washing his dick so this doesn’t embarrass me, but it catches my attention because I can look at him without losing my shit. Without turning into a blushing virgin.
The last thing I want is him associating me with immaturity.
Still, I’m curious.
A lot of kids probably grew up watching their dads shave—not me. There were twenty degrees of separation betweenPapaand his daughters… mostly because we had the audacity of being girls.
“And have someone put a blade to my throat?”
My nose scrunches, but he’s not wrong.
