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“And lose their minds to dementia.”

Her dry tone made me laugh despite the dark nature of that topic. But dark humour seemed to help us get a handle on life.

My phone pinged. I read:I never thought old men's PJs could look so sexy. That’s become my latest fantasy.

I laughed and responded.You’re a dick.

The three balls bounced.Yep. Guilty as charged. BTW just found your ripped panties.

My face burned from shock and humour combined.Ew. Toss them out. Like now.

Are you kidding?He wrote.That’s never going to happen.

You’re a sicko.

A horny sicko.

There’s always that blonde maid, I wrote, despite a prick of jealousy digging into my belly.

Why would I settle for artificial sweetener after savouring a delicious nectar? Natural and free-flowing?

My core thickened with desire at the memory of his tongue on my swollen clit, and how, after relaxing my muscles, I’d drowned him in orgasms.

You can toss my panties away,I said.

Sleep tight, he wrote.

You too.

See you at Bridesmere?

I guess you will.I kept it cool, despite my inner tiger roaring for action.

The conversation ended, and after letting Sheridan read it because she would never have let up, I crawled off to bed.

I pulled out my trusty vibrator and visualised Ethan dangling my ripped panties in one hand while holding his dick.

Mm… nothing like a dirty fantasy to come hard.It would never match the real thing, though.

Chapter 10

Ethan

Thebootcampwasin full swing. Some boys dug while others crouched down, popping seeds into the dirt as a gardener stood close and instructed.

“The garden’s coming along,” I said, joining Declan and Carson.

“Things are moving along quickly,” Declan responded. “The boys are happy doing it.”

“They’re getting paid. That’s why,” Carson said in his deep voice. I studied the burly guy. I would want him on my side if faced with violent thugs.

“You’ve really turned this into a functioning unit,” I said, watching the boys lift crates off a truck.

“You’ve been spotted after hours in the gym,” Carson said.

I nodded. “I love the equipment, and Drake’s a talented personal trainer.”

“Drake’s a good lad when he wants to be,” Carson said.

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