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“Why, Shakespeare, do you think I have a nice ass?” I slap my hard ass because I do indeed have a firm set of butt cheeks, but I wasn’t born with them; I earned them with regular gym workouts.
“You know you do. Stop fishing.”
“It takes hard work for me to maintain a fine ass. Speaking of nice asses. You’re playing dirty, Shakespeare.” I tap her thigh. “You still aren’t wearing any sleep shorts.”
“Royal, you interrupted me. I was about to put the sleep shorts on,” she says defensively, tugging on the hem of her blouse. No matter how hard she tries, it isn’t going to produce more fabric. “That’s rich coming from you.”
My turn to cross my arms. “How so?” I am playing along, enjoying our banter immensely.
She waggles a finger in my face. “You brought me to meet your sisters. Don’t think I am blind to why you did that,” she accuses me.
Aah… Sweet Alice. My secret weapon.
My face breaks out into an exaggerated expression of innocence. “Teagan’s great, isn’t she?” Bluffing is all I’ve got.
“Yes, she is, but you know what you did.” She prods my chest.
Woman has got my number.
“Careful, Shakespeare, I am gonna think you love touching me, but I am curious. Did it work?”
She gives me aduhlook. “Of course. I adore Alice and Teagan. What isn’t there to lov—like about those two ladies?” She corrects her wording, but Caveman bathes in the glory of hearing that one word almost escape her lips.
And doesn’t that give me a shitload of hope? I am not above using whatever means to spend more time with Ophelia, now and in the future.
“Exactly. I am a lucky guy to have such wonderful sisters. It’s important that Alice is respected by all the people in her inner circle. Growing up, she was called names and bullied a lot by ignorance and youth, and no disabled person deserves to be made fun of or mistreated.”
“That is just effed-up, cowardly behavior.” She lets out a heavy sigh. “Unfortunately, some people are utter pricks. If Ieverheard anyone acting cruelly toward Alice or anyone with a disability—” she shakes her head as though she is at a loss for words on what she would dish out as punishment. “—it is just despicable behavior.”
Now I want to kiss her even more than I already do. I knew the moment Ophelia laid eyes on Alice down in the parking garage; I had read the little spitfire correctly. Ophelia is as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside.
“Royal, what brings you in here?”
“Did you forget the speech I gave a minute ago?”
“No.” She waits, not willing to elaborate on her answer.
“Alice was getting you another cold water, so I thought I would be your room service guy.” I slip it from my pocket and hold it out to her.
She accepts it, unscrewing the lid of the water bottle, and hurriedly guzzles a third while keeping her eyes trained on me, then screws the cap back on. “Thank you.”
Escaped water droplets are taunting me from the corner of her mouth. Before she can wipe them away, I reach out without thinking and use my thumb to stop the trail of droplets, and then I suck the moisture from my finger. Yeah, I am playing dirty.
She bites her bottom lip, her green eyes sparkling.
Somebody is a little turned on, I think.
“Um… thank you?” Her voice is sexy husky.
Am I affecting her as much as she is affecting me?
We can only hope.
She looks around for somewhere to put the water bottle.
“Here.” I hold my hand out for the bottle, taking it from her, and then toss it onto the bed.
Ophelia still hadn’t made a move to put on Teagan’s pajama shorts she was eyeing up before I made my presence known. Her soft blouse reaches just past her butt, so as long as she doesn’t bend over, she’s covered, but the look is no less sexy.
