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The server blushes. At Redix’s sexy face. At his powerful fame. At his shameless reference. I’m under his spell too as he takes my hand, and when I stand, the panties he bought me are slick with my arousal. I’m about to suggest a trip to the grocery store when the sight in front of us grabs my soul instead.
The couple standing in the doorway of the restaurant?
Senator Gentry Evans and his wife.
When Gentry’s conservative smile aims our way, Redix’s hand twitches in mine.
“Well, what a delight.” Gentry’s within choking distance. “Mr. Dean and Sergeant Bryant, bound together as usual.” The urge to vomit at his voice slams me. “Mr. Dean, meet my wife, Stacey. She’s a big fan.”
The grip of Redix’s hand over mine starts sweating again.
“Nice to meet you,” is all Redix seethes back.
Stacey looks innocent. I feel sorry for her. She has no idea what evil she’s married to and I have to play this smart.
Despite how I want to sink my teeth into Gentry’s neck and kill him right here, I won’t. I have disastrous plans for him, and I need proof first.
“I can’t believe it.” Stacey gushes at Redix. “I’m your biggest fan. I loved Romeo Returns. And your movie—The Tease—it’s my favorite. I watch it all the time.”
This is justice enough right now.
Stacey doesn’t care. So overcome by Redix Dean two feet from her, she’s practically lying down, lifting her preppy dress, and spreading her thighs for him to fuck her right in front of her husband.
Most women would.
It twists Gentry’s face and I chuckle. This ass zit. His evil can never best Redix’s beauty.
I’m fucking loving this.
“Which was your favorite?” I ask her about Redix’s iconic male-stripper films. “The Tease or The Teaser?”
Because he made two that had people coming in the aisles.
Yep, she’s personally enjoyed those films. More than once, I can tell by the flush under the pearls across her chest.
I squeeze Redix’s hand back. He’s gotta let me do this—for us—just one little dose of revenge for now.
“Oh Lord, don’t make me pick.” Stacey cuts her eyes at Redix. “I loved them both so much.”
Hell, yes, she did. I can tell. She loved those movies like me, moaning his name into a pillow.
“I’m glad they brought you so much pleasure.” Redix joins in and…
Fuck you, Gentry Evans, because your wife would rather be fucking him. And I assure you—she’ll imagine him every time you pathetically try.
Redix drops his voice.
“I aim to please, Mrs. Evans.”
“And you always do.” I punch next.
“I’m a lucky woman”—I wink at Stacey before smirking at Gentry—“because most men can’t hit what they aim for. Right, Mrs. Evans?”
I tug at Redix’s hand.
He takes the signal, concluding, “I hope at least dinner satisfies you, Stacey.”
We leave them standing in a pile of an awkward sex life from here forward, and I can’t tell if Redix wants to laugh or lose his mind next, so I lead the way out to the valet’s stand. While we wait for Redix’s car, I pull him into a hug.
