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Everybody in Vegas wants to take our picture. I think the casino hosts alert each other that we are there, as though we want to be recognized. Like they think they are doing us a favor or something. It’s not exactly a place you can go and just disappear.
“No… You hate Vegas,” he sighs thoughtfully. “What about Galena? Doesn’t Ricky have a house up there? We could play a little golf…”
“Oh! That’s nice. Antiques, wine, golf…”
“Shameless fucking, incognito…”
“Now you’re talking,” I smile.
He is smiling too, though I don’t even have to look at him. I can hear it in his voice.
“Think the Warners might take the boys for a weekend?” he continues, his tone shifting to official planning mode. “Don’t they owe us?”
“Oh, I totally forgot about that. Yeah, you’re right. Nice catch, Chance! A weekend alone, out on the town…”
“Like adults,” he adds. “She really has been kind of a trouper.”
I think about how right he is. Game for anything, practically a savage in the bedroom. Chelsea has met every expectation I had and blown my mind on more than one occasion. We have been everywhere in the house. I’ve had her in every position I could’ve imagined, and then some. She has stretched her body and mind to the breaking point.
Come to think of it, I could use a bit of a rest. Don’t want to sprain my dick.
“Okay, let me get ahold of the Warners. It is kind of short notice, but you want to try for this weekend?”
“That’s perfect. I’ll go see what Chelsea’s up to and help her pick out some golf apparel.”
“You think she plays golf?” he raises his eyebrows.
“I don’t care if she plays golf,” I grin. “I’m thinking about fucking her in the golf cart.”
His mouth pops open with an audible noise. “Yeah! Hot air balloon too, right?”
“You’re a genius!”
“Fuck yeah, I am. Let’s make this happen…”
“Let’s make what happen?” Chelsea asks, appearing in the doorway like a vision I just wished up.
I bow deeply with a flourish.
“Princess, would you kindly accompany us on a weekend excursion?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” she laughs. “Stand up, Jack! You look like a dork.”
I stand and swoop forward, gathering her in my arms for a sweet, brief kiss. Her lips are pliant and warm, always ready for me.
“We are talking about getting away,” I murmur softly. “Just the three of us… Chance is working it out. Want to go on a little trip?”
Her eyebrows go up, but then her expression clouds.
“Jack, you know we really can’t," she murmurs uncertainly.
“Of course we can.”
“What if people see us? Come on. It’s not worth the risk.”
I set her back down on the carpet and search her face. She is troubled by this, I can tell. She’s imagining some kind of scandal.
“Don’t you worry about it,” I scold her gently. “We will go someplace nobody knows us. We would just be three freaky people walking around with great taste and a lot of cash. That usually makes everybody a lot more friendly and less judgmental.”
