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“Whatcha think, Red?” he asks, pulling me into his side and kissing my cheek softly.

The checkout chick frowns as she watches Quinn nuzzle my cheek with his nose.I try not to gloat, but find it near impossible not to, as I have this amazing man making it clear he only has eyes for me.

“Could be…fun,” I reply on a breath.

“Might see you there then,” he replies, his lips still fanning over my cheek.

But then he’s gone, casually placing the rest of our things into the shopping cart, oblivious to the fact he just sent my pulse racing.

The fresh air helps cool me down, and as we begin placing our bags into the back, I look down at the bumper, cringing.

“We gotta ditch these plates,” I say with repulsion when my eyes pass over the disgusting words.

Quinn nods, and a dimpled smirk suddenly makes a sinful appearance. “You’re right. They are definitely too distinguishable. And besides, I’m an ass man.”

I know he’s joking, but I still can’t help my blush, which is ridiculous. Quinn has seen me naked, well, my bottom half, but it was dim, and sadly, it was onlyonce.

Quinn has given me two amazing orgasms, but I’m greedy and want more. With Quinn, I’m consumed by him, and I’ve never experienced what he does to my body before. And now, I’m addicted.

“I wish I was in your head right now.”

I spin around quickly, totally unaware I’m standing vacantly, one lone shopping bag hanging limply by my side.

“Huh?” I ask, staring at Quinn’s mouth. He’s tugging on his hoop, which doesn’t help my train of thought.

“Never mind.” He chuckles, reaching for the shopping bag I’m still holding and placing it alongside the others.

“Do you want to find a place to crash?” he asks, jumping into the truck while I follow, as my feet can finally move.

“Sure. Let’s find someplace to park the car out of sight.”

“Good thinking, Red. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’ve done this before,” he says, reversing the truck.

I give him a small smile because sadly, it’s true.

After finding a motel with a parking lot in the back, Quinn checks us in while I wait outside. I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to enter a motel office again without having a panic attack.

There are just too many memories, and with those memories comes my rolling wave of regret, something that will eat at me for an eternity.

“All set,” Quinn says, snapping me out of my slump while jingling the room keys.

I nod, trying to fake a smile, but Quinn sees right through my bullshit.

“You okay?” he asks, wrapping an arm around my waist and drawing me into his side.

“Yeah, I will be,” I reply honestly, giving him a small smile. “I just miss him.”

Quinn nods, kissing my temple. “I do too.”

We’re still for a few moments, both lost in memories of Hank.

“C’mon,” he says, latching onto my hand. “I know exactly what you need.”

Lucky follows us, wagging his tail, and I’m glad he can stay inside with us.

As I look at the run-down motel, I can’t help but compare it to Night Cats. Before all this shit happened, Quinn, Tristan, Tabitha, and I were working day and night to restore Night Cats, hoping to transform it into the immaculate condition it once was. And it was getting there. Hank was getting busier and busier, and day by day, he was digging his way out of his financial troubles. Now, I can’t help but wonder what’s happened to it.

My eyes well with tears, but I sniff them away as Quinn reaches our room and opens the door with the rusty key. He reaches behind the door and places the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the handle before ushering me inside.

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