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"I don't need looking after," I said darkly. "And if I want a lollipop, I'll fucking eat one."

"Do you?" he asked.

"Do I what?" I frowned at him.

"Want a lollipop," he said reasonably.

"No," I said. "But you're missing the point. I'm a grown woman, I can eat whatever I want." I knew as well as he did, that left my own devices I would probably eat whatever junk food came to hand. Still, he needed to stop treating me like I was a baby.

I finished the apple and tossed the core into the bin. "I'm going down to the gym. I need to work off some steam.”

"I'll come with you," Cooper said.

"Fine.” I finished scowling at Jake and turned a dazzling smile on Cooper. “If you can keep up, that is." He was obviously fit. I would be the one trying to keep up with him, but it didn't hurt to give him a challenge. Or a tease at least.

He grinned. "I can keep up. Are you coming, Jake?"

"Another time," Jake said distractedly. "I have a few things I need to deal with." He shook his head when I gave him a questioning look. "Nothing to worry about. Just tying up some loose ends and shit."

I nodded. "Okay." If he was anyone else, I would stick around until he told me what was going on. Since it was Jake, I trusted him to do what he thought needed to be done. He was probably just figuring out the best time and place to dispense of Haigwood. Those were details I didn't care to hear about. I just wanted to know when it was done.

Cooper followed me down to the gym in the basement and waited while I got changed into shorts and a t-shirt. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and tied it back with a hair tie.

"You look so cute," Cooper said when I stepped out of the changing area. He looked pretty cute himself, in shorts and a singlet. Okay, cute wasn't the right word for him. Hot as fuck comes to mind. His body was insane.

Part of me wanted to skip the workout and jump his bones. I'm sure he wouldn't have minded, but I really did need the exercise. More than just needing it, I wanted it. I liked the feeling of sweat trickling down my body after a good, hard workout session. It helped ease my stress and get my head back in the game.

Then I would jump his bones.

I sighed dramatically. "Cute? I'm a professional criminal. Head of one of the biggest criminal organisations in the country. And I get called cute." I pouted playfully.

Cooper gave me his best puppy dog eyes. "Awww, sorry." He put his arms around me and buried his face in my neck. "You're a badass, sexy, smoking hot, smart, beautiful woman."

"That's better," I said. I slid my hands around to his muscular back. Gods, was there anywhere on this guy that wasn't muscle?

"But you're also cute," he added. He tried to dodge out of the way, but I still managed to sock him on the chest.

"You're a brat," I said. "Lucky for you, you're a hot brat."

"Really?" He grinned slowly. "You think I'm hot?"

I wasn't sure if he was fishing for compliments, or really wasn't confident about his body. Fair enough, I wasn’t confident at his age either. Great, now I felt old. I was only seven years older. That was barely anything. I did have a lot of life experience weighing me down though. So would he, if he stuck around me. I should push him away, but that ship sailed already. I might scare him off someday, but he was in, like it or not, for now.

"You're definitely hot," I said firmly. "I'm not in the habit of spending over a million dollars to get a guy's attention."

"I thought you just wanted to get me out of a sticky situation," he said.

"That too," I agreed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could kiss him. "I also wanted to get youintoa sticky situation."

He chuckled against my mouth. "I didn't mind a bit." While he kissed me, he ran his hands down my body and cupped my ass cheeks. He pulled me closer to him, then reached down to hook his hands under my thighs. With what seemed like no effort at all, he picked me up until my legs were wrapped around his waist.

I already felt his erection through his shorts and mine. "We're supposed to be exercising."

"Sex is exercise," he said between kisses. He carried me a few steps to the wall and pressed my back to it. "It's good for burning calories."

I wanted to laugh and remind him Jake hardly let me eat any calories, but I didn't want to talk about that right now. I didn't want to talk about anything. Especially when he slid his hands up my shirt and cupped my breasts.

"We should really do a workout first," I said between increasingly frantic kisses.

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