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“Sir, yes, sir,” I said, trying to make a joke but realizing that I enjoyed calling him that a little too much. I headed into the living room, the smell of the fresh pine filling the air.
The sides of our bodies brushed against the Christmas tree as he got down on the floor with me, and one of my bell ornaments let out its little jingle. He was straddling me from above now, nuzzling close into the crook of my neck and kissing my collarbone.
“I fucking needed this,” I murmured.
“I can tell.”
Under the sound of his voice, I heard a soft whirring sound coming from somewhere in the house. I couldn’t pay attention to it at first because theonlything my brain wanted to focus on right now was the sound of Rome’s breath—but soon, the whirring sound came nearer, and I realized immediately what was happening.
I turned my head to the side just as my little floor vacuum robot came whizzing up to us.
It knocked into Rome’s arm, beeped, and then did a little spin on the ground.
“Oh my God,” I said, covering my face with my palm. “Shit.”
My cheeks flushed hot, but I was relieved when Rome let out a deep laugh.
“Oh, that is too funny,” Rome said, a lopsided smile on his face.
“Am I seriously being cock-blocked by myRoombaright now?” I protested.
“What?” Rome protested. “Give the guy a break. He just wants to make sure the place is nice and clean, right?”
“Milton definitely is a polite little robot vacuum,” I said, “but he doesn’t seem to understand that when I bring home the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, it’snotthe time for chores—”
I reached over right as the vacuum spun around again and then launched itself forward, barreling straight into Rome’s calf and banging into it over and over again.
“I didn’t know we’d be having this kind of threesome tonight, little robot buddy,” Rome said, looking down at it. “But I’ll try anything once, I suppose—”
I cracked up, finally reaching down and holding the reset button so that the vacuum would go off and shut itself off.
“I am so sorry,” I pleaded as it finally slowed down and headed back off across the floor to its charging station, shutting off.
Rome gave me a pointed look, his gorgeous eyes suddenly staring into my damn soul. “Casey.”
“I know.”
“Casey,” he repeated, in the deep, velvety tone that felt like slipping into a warm bath.
“Yes?”
“You didn’t seriously name your vacuum Milton, did you?”
I bit my lower lip. “Milton may have been named when my cousin and her seven-year-old daughter came over to see the house a few weeks ago, but yes. I did name my robot vacuum, and I’m not ashamed to say it.”
“Fuck,” Rome murmured.
“I know. I’m ridiculous.”
“No.”
“At the very least, I’m a total fucking weirdo—”
Rome clicked his tongue. “Well, yes, but lucky for you, I really, really like weirdos.”
I leaned back on my elbows, taking a deep breath and regaining composure. I watched him closely, noticing a little dusting of freckles just beneath his eyes.
“Well, I’m sorry about Milton,” I offered.
