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“You and your twin telepathy.” Summer sighs and smacks Rebel on the chest. “Do you have something to wear, Ivy? Or do we need to go shopping?”
“I think I have something.” Her body stiffens against me and then relaxes just as quickly. Must be the idea of being in the spotlight. I know how much she hates it. But she’s willing to do it for me and mine.
My phone vibrates in my pocket. I picked it up and turned it to silent when I made Ivy’s discarded panties disappear from the foyer floor. I pull it out now.
Marty McFly: We need to talk.
I chuckle at the ridiculous nickname I gave Marty a million years ago when we were friends.
Why the hell is she reaching out now? I thought I shut her down last time we talked.
Her follow up text says,It’s about Ivy.
Seriously, the woman will not take no for an answer. Makes her damn good at her job as a journalist. And makes her a shitty friend. Certainly not one I’d talk about Ivy to.
I put my phone away and ignore it when it buzzes again.
“Tomorrow night then,” Summer says, picking up her purse and pulling the strap over her shoulder. “We’ll get out of your hair. You look surprisingly spry for a guy who is hungover as shit.”
Rebel smirks at me.
I stretch my arms above my head. “Worked it all out of my system.”
Ivy turns pink. Her gaze is hungry. She’s probably still feeling me. Probably a little sore. Otherwise I’d go back for more. Push her into bliss again.
My twin laughs. “It’s good. You two together.”
“Finally,” I yell as he follows Summer out.
His only response; the thick thud of wood on wood.
I turn on Ivy now that we’re alone. Lift her off her feet and sit her ass on the counter. Put myself between her thighs and revel in our momentary isolation. “I told you it was only a matter of time before he came around. I knew he’d like you.”
“It appears you were right.” She wraps her arms around my neck. Presses and rubs her lips together.
“I just want to spend time with you. Love on you. Forget about the public and all the crazy shit we’ve been dealing with.”
She’s quiet for a long moment. Eyes searching mine. Mouth tense as she considers. “Okay.”
“Okay?” Fuck yes, I couldn’t think of a better way to spend my day.
“Of course. It can wait.” She smiles. “Just you and me. That sounds perfect.”
I kiss the tip of her nose. Brush my lips over hers. “I’m thinking a pillow fort, your favorite Disney movies, some kind of chocolate fountain. All day nakedness.”
“Mmm.” Her eyes sparkle. “Swap out Disney for action movies. And let me dip Pop-Tarts in that chocolate. You’ve got a deal.”
“You drive a hard bargain.” I pick her up and she wraps her legs around my waist as I open the pantry and grab two boxes of Pop-Tarts. Her favorite and mine. “Any movie or actor in particular?”
“Hemsworth. Then Stone. Then Landry.”
“What’s this bullshit?” I growl playfully as I let her slide down my body in front of the TV. “You’d rather perv on my friends than on me?”
“I wish you were friends with Hemsworth.” She spits pure sass over her shoulder as she walks toward the bedroom. Sticks her tongue out. “I’ll get the pillows and blankets.”
“Hang on, brat. Come back here.” I trail after her. “I’m going to need more information. What’s wrong with my films?”
“Do you really want to know?” Her infectious smile tempers.
