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Which was probably who was on the other end of the line.
“You gonna get that?”
Amber stretched. Every single cell in her body was singing with contentment. She didn’t ever want to get up, and she didn’t ever want Tony to move off her. “It’s my mom.”
“I thought you called her already.”
“I did, but she probably wants to rehash the whole storm now. She’s chatty.”
Cool air met her skin as Tony shifted to the side. “She doesn’t live downstairs, does she?”
“No, she lives above the office, right by the entrance.”
“Good. That means she was too far away to hear the bed slamming into the wall.”
Amber covered her eyes with her hand. She hadn’t actually noticed the bed hitting the wall on a conscious level, but now that he mentioned it, yes. That had happened. There was probably a dent in the drywall. A dent that her father or her brother would fix, in the normal course of things.
Lord.
“I hope the downstairs tenant didn’t call her.”
Tony pitched his voice high. “ ‘Mrs. Clark, your daughter is having crazy ape sex upstairs. Do something.’ ”
Amber’s bark of laughter sounded too loud in the silent space between rings.
“Why isn’t your machine picking up?”
“Power’s out, doofus.” She shoved his shoulder, an excuse to get her hand back on the solid bulk of him.
She loved his shoulders and arms. They were even sexier now that she’d seen them braced over her, bearing his weight as he thrust inside her and—
“You did not just call me a doofus.”
“I have a teenage sister. Sue me.”
The phone fell silent.
“Is your mom coming over here now?”
“Almost definitely.”
“You want me to meet her like this?”
“Not particularly.”
He pushed one big hand under her shoulder, the other under her hip, and shoved her all the way over to the edge of the mattress. She had to grab on tight to keep from falling off the bed. “Go get on the phone, then, sunshine.”
“I’m not sure my legs still work.”
“No time like the present to find out.”
She let them drop off the side of the bed, and when she put weight on them, she was surprised by how lovely they felt. Her quads twitched as if she’d just finished a seven-mile run on the trail. Replete in the best possible way.
She grabbed her robe from its hook in the closet and kicked her scattered clothes into a pile on her way to the phone in the living room. As she dialed, she heard Tony moving around in the bedroom, and then the bathroom door closed behind him.
“Hey, Mom,” she said when her mother picked up.
“I just called you.”
