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Physically.
Impossible.
Like I’vetriednot to suspend my entire life to watch him laugh and I can’t do it.
It’s just too hypnotic.
And magical.
And comforting.
I always thought music was the ultimate sound of solace for me, but I was wrong.
This is.
His laughter never fails to make everything alright.
Once Slater’s chuckles die down, he adjusts his white Dalvegan Dragons t-shirt and warmly insists, “I really can help, Angel Cake. I may not be king of measurin’-”
“You’re not even a resident on measure island.”
“But I can do somethin’ else. I can help with somethin’ else. Pretty much anything else.”
“You already helped, Slater. I mean you bought all the ingredients-”
“I just added them onto our grocery list.”
“Which youwon’tlet me help pay for.”
“You don’tneedto pay for them.” Folding his arms firmly across his chest is attached to retrieving a scowl. “Puttin’ aside the fact, you’re my…my…my…” the unsteady shading of his words indicates his uncertainty, “what you are,” he poorly declares, “the company is coverin’allexpenses, which includes, but isn’t limited to groceries. So really, neither of us are payin’ for them.”
“Uh-huh and are you keeping your receipts for your expense report?”
Slater feigns a clueless face.
“Have you started your expense report?”
The expression only deepens.
“Do you need me to create you an expense report?”
“You keep sayin’ expense report like that’s a real thing.”
“Ohmygod,” I mutter around more giggles. “Slater!”
Rather than argue, he simply grins wider.
What am I gonna do with him?!
You know aside from continuing to let him make me come multiple times in a day all around the penthouse.
Pretty sure the only reason he’s giving me space to bake versus finding a new corner for us to fool around in is because I started while he was in the other room with Blu discussing and creating tactical plans for infiltrating the property of the man that owns and operates the blackboard site that’s been posting the listings about me. While they haven’t been able to track the person directly who’s been targeting me, they managed to find the individual in charge so to speak. To my understanding, the plan is to get in, get him, and get access to the records – whatever records – he’s keeping in hopes of discovering a better lead.
And we know he’s keeping records because people like him always do.
It’s called leverage.
It’s the first thing you are prepared to pull out when you’re cornered by cops or the feds or a criminal organization you should’ve never pissed off.
