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“Ho-lee-shit,” I drawl. She actually finished before the deadline.
Gauge stumbles forward and face-plants on one of the oversized sectionals in the gathering area. “Someone call Opal and let her know I’m crashing here. Better yet, one of you fuckers go and bring her to me.”
“Maybe you should get her yourself,” Opal calls from the kitchen. A delicious aroma wafts out toward the main room.
Gauge is on his feet and jogging over to his girl. “Tell me that smell is enchiladas, gorgeous.”
Opal giggles when Gauge wraps her up in a bear hug and peppers her neck with kisses. “Sure is. Jo gave me the recipe.”
At the mention of my woman’s name, my ears perk up. “Is she still here?”
As if being called on cue, Hades barks and bounds loudly down the stairs. He sails through the air and lands in my lap, making me grunt. The dog is not exactly light. He slobbers me with kisses and finally settles down when Josephine approaches, freshly showered, and looking sexy as fuck.
I push Hades off my lap and stand to greet my woman with a soft kiss on her delectable rosy-pink lips. I lean my forehead against hers and inhale the citrus scent wafting off her skin.
“Well, this sucks,” Ziggy grumbles. “Atlas and Gauge have their partners, and I’m without mine.”
“He’s upstairs finishing your suite,” Josephine says with a wink.
Ziggy leaps from the couch and takes the stairs two at a time.
“You better get your butts down here and eat with us,” Opal hollers after him. “I didn’t stay awake this late to make dinner for nothing.”
I steer Josephine into the kitchen to scoop up heaping platefuls of Mexican goodness and garden salads. We all sit around the big banquet table, eating and moaning our contentment with the meal.
When our bellies are full, we work as a team to clean the kitchen and put away the leftovers. With yawns and sleepy faces, we say our goodnights and move into our respective suites.
When I walk into our room, I’m hit with a total midcentury modern vibe, similar to the rest of the house. The furniture is sleek walnut in a lighter brown finish. The accents are brass, leather, and natural fibers. Josephine had lit a couple of scented candles before coming downstairs to dinner, and the room smells of warm almonds and honey. She granted my one request, and her plush blue velvet couch is in the sitting area along with her modern wingback chairs. The two of us have a lot of fond memories on that couch, and if I have it my way, we’ll keep it forever.
Josephine pulls me into the bedroom and the bed is made in the same blue linen colors as the couch. The room is rich and elegant and way classier than I am, but I love it. Not only because Josephine designed it, but because she made this space with me in mind. Everything, from the blackout currents to help me get more restful sleep between missions, to the higher doorframes to accommodate my size, has been flawlessly planned out for my needs. She’s always thinking of me.
“Baby, it’s perfect,” I murmur against the crown of her head.
Her bright blue eyes seek my approval. “You like it?”
I give her my famous panty-dropping smile, which always makes her wet between her thighs. “Love it. Love the house. Love our suite. And I love you.”
Hades yawns loudly and retreats to the corner of the bedroom. His XL twin mattress is fluffed with new sheets, blankets, and dog toys. He plops down and within seconds he’s snoring.
And that’s all I hear—Hades’ light snores, the buzzing of bugs floating past the slightly open windows, and the beating of my heart drumming for my beautiful woman.
Surprised, I raise an eyebrow. “It’s very quiet.” I expected Butch and Chase to be asleep in their suites, but I assumed I would hear Gauge and Opal going at it with their room being across the hall from ours.
Gauge had been biting at the bit to move him and Opal into their suite. They wanted to enjoy each other’s company without having to worry about someone walking into our shared bunkroom mid-coitus. But as I strain my ears, I hear nothing that could be mistaken for the sounds of passion.
Hell, I half expected to hear Jared and Ziggy going at it, and they’re all the way on the other end of the hall.
Josephine must read my mind because she smirks. “I soundproofed all the suites’ walls. After living at your rental, I determined it was mandatory.”
My eyes go wide. “No one can hear us?”
Josephine shakes her head with a smile. “Not a peep. Well, I shouldn’t say that. The doors are not soundproof as a safety precaution, but do provide a buffer, and if the windows are open, voices can carry.”
My dick fights to break free of my jeans and bury itself in Josephine. But I need to do my men a solid before I can indulge myself on my woman.
With my heart beating rapidly behind my ribs, I hold up a finger when she starts to walk seductively toward me. Quickly, I yank out my cell from my leather cut and fire off a text to both Gauge and Ziggy.
*Suites are soundproof. Go hog wild.*
