Page 101 of Fierce-Gabe


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“Oh,” he said. “Then you can drive. I’ll tell you where to go.”

She liked how he said she could drive. She had dated men that felt like they had to drive all the time and it made her crazy.

She walked out the door to get her bag and brought it to Gabe’s room. Gabe was in the hallway talking to Jayce who must have been in the spare room.

She took her clothes out of her bag and hung them up and put them in a drawer. She didn’t know if Gabe even had an iron and wasn’t sure she wanted to go in the room it might be so she would avoid getting wrinkles.

“I’m ready,” she said, coming into the hall.

“Let’s go. Jayce will lock the door behind him when he’s ready. I already warned him to stop going through the house looking for dust.”

“I don’t have to go far to look for it,” Jayce shouted from his room.

She laughed and they went out to her SUV, him climbing into the passenger side and telling her where to go.

“Do you get along with your brother?” she asked. She thought they did since Jayce always stayed with Gabe.

“I do. But he’s especially annoying today. I don’t know why either. I’m glad you told him what you did. He’ll think twice now.”

“That it was the intrusive comment?” she asked, grinning.

“Yep. A perfect description. He actually apologized to me when you were getting your things. I didn’t expect that from him.”

“He just loves you,” she said. “Royce and I have that relationship. I’m the nosy one with him, but he knows it’s out of love...not anything else.”

“Yeah,” he said. “I get it. Sorry I’m a slob.”

“Not everyone can be perfect,” she said. “Guess you got the looks instead.”

He laughed and reached his hand over to put on her thigh. “We know you’re far from perfect.”

She wouldn’t take offense to that statement in the least.

“Hardly,” she said. “Doesn’t seem fair when you got looks out of it. I didn’t get anything like that.”

“You got big tits,” he said, his hand reaching up.

She burst out laughing. “A man would think that was a good thing. Not a woman unless she’s a stripper.”

“I bet you can bust a mean move in some sexy clothes,” he said.

“Hmmm, that might be fun...or not.”

“I know it would be.”

“I’ll do it if you do. You know, Thunder From Down Under.”

“Huh? What the hell is that?”

She laughed even harder. “The Australian version of the Chippendales. You’ve got the body for a thong.”

She remembered the first time they’d had sex a few months ago. Well, the second time if she got technical, but the first since they were adults. He was hopping around trying to get his clothes off. His dick bouncing and she started to giggle.

“What are you laughing at?” he asked.

“You don’t want to know.”

“Probably not,” he said.

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