Page 207 of Filthy Lies


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I hadto hand it to Kuznetsov—he was accommodating.

So long as we kept the guards with us, he gave us free rein to use his jet wherever and however we wanted, which could only be considered an advantage.

It also meant that Dead To Me was in the cockpit talking to—i.e. flirting with—the two pilots, whereas I was sitting in the back with Conor, who was working on his computer, while I made arrangements for after we landed in the States.

Well, in between watching him do his thing, that is.

Maybe I noticed because I was more relaxed now that we had a lead, but his hair had flopped onto his forehead, and he kept shoving it back with a glower. That glower did things to me that made me doubly glad we were flying private and not on a commercial airline.

“I can feel you watching me.”

With a smile, I mused, “You’re so pretty that I have to watch you.”

He snorted. “Do you have any dollar bills? I can cock my hip out and you can stick them under my belt.”

“Looking is free,” I argued, chuckling when he peered at me over his screen then closed it and started studying me with as much dedication as I’d been studying him.

The impasse made me laugh even harder.

He was somehow sexy as fuck with that tight ass of his and those abs that didn’t quit, and never mind that goddamn hair and the face—was there ever a face made for kissing more than Conor’s? I didn’t think so.

Yet, for all that, he was also the funniest guy I’d ever been with, someone who didn’t take himself seriously, who embraced his own quirks and celebrated mine.

It was impossible to stay where I was and not to move around the other side of the table. I plunked myself on his lap, knowing he wouldn’t argue, then I hooked my arm around his shoulder and pressed my forehead against his.

I felt his brows lift in reaction, but he just gripped my hips. “You’ll find that my knee is more comfortable than any chair that has ever been made.”

Wiggling my ass, I hummed. “What about La-Z-Boys?”

“Do they come with the orgasm option?”

“I doubt it.”

“I can get in all the nooks and crannies. It’s one of my top features.”

“I bet you can. But you don’t vibrate, do you?”

“No, but I’m working on something that does. Seriously, I’m better engineered than any armchair on the market.”

When I gave another wriggle of my hips, I felt the solid girth of his cock against my upper thigh and butt cheek. “What’s that big, thick, hard ridge there?”

“I don’t know. Might be a manufacturing defect.”

My head tipped back as I burst out laughing. “Stop! Seriously, stop.”

He smirked at me, seeming very self-satisfied at my amusement. It wasn’t the first time I’d seen that particular reaction out of him and the ‘why’ occurred to me—he liked to make me smile.

This man.

“How are you doing?”

I shrugged. “We have a lead so I’m okay. But it was an intense day.”

“It was,” he agreed. “Are you going to tell Katina that she had a cousin? Hell, an aunt and uncle too—there’s no reason to assume they’re dead.”

“She’s in a good place and I don’t want to wreck that. She might remember seeing his body or something.” I bit my lip. “But I think I’ll consult with a child therapist and get their take on things.”

“How will you explain something that never officially happened?”

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