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HER DATE LASTED AROUND three hours. Despite that, when she got back, Danny was in basically the same position she’d left him in.
“Ran outta beer two hours ago,” he said, his attention trained on the TV.
As asked, she’d bought beer. Stashing most of it in the fridge, she kept two and opened them. Neither was for her; an entire bottle of wine at the bar was her limit. She took both to him and handed one over. He sealed his lips around the top and tipped his head back to empty it into his throat. Because she was blocking his view of the TV, he used an arm to edge her over a few inches.
“Let’s say you want to send me a letter,” she said.
He finished downing the first beer and tossed the bottle toward the kitchen sink. It clattered against the metal, then slowed to roll back and forth by the drain. Tess handed him the second as she pushed up the table section between the two recliners and kneeled on the fixed central portion facing him.
Drinking beer and focused on the TV, Danny didn’t acknowledge her with more than a grunt. He was more interested in taking his hand out of his pants to switch it out with hers. Without disconnecting his eyes from the game, he slipped her hand beneath the waistband of his sweats. He was only semi-erect, but she gave him a squeeze and started to stroke him. It didn’t matter to Danny that her mind was elsewhere, not while she was taking care of his business for him.
“You want to write me a letter,” she said again. “Except I keep moving and you don’t have my address. How would you get it to me?”
Relaxing his hips to slouch more, his hand went to the back of his head. “Depends if I know where you go.”
“Where I go?”
He slurped more beer. “I want you to have something and can’t send it, I put it somewhere I know you’ll be. That’s how one of my weed guys transacts.”
Made sense. Except Tess and her mother didn’t frequent the same cities, let alone the same places.
“You’d just leave it out in public?” she asked. “Anyone could pick it up.”
“No, you hide it under something or in something… You’ve gotta talk to figure it out, so you know where to look.”
“What if you couldn’t talk to figure it out?”
“I don’t know,” he mumbled, probably irritated that she was interrupting his sports-fest. “Why would I know something like that?”
Tess intercepted his bottle on its way to his lips. “You watch those crime shows,” she said, taking a mouthful of beer. “You like mysteries.”
“You’re no mystery,” he said, snagging the bottle when she lowered it. “Suck it for me, baby.”
He raised his hips to push himself deeper into her fist.
Leaning closer, Tess rested an elbow on his shoulder and relaxed her forearm on his chest. “You don’t help me with my mystery, I won’t help with your cock.” Pushing a little closer, she took her lips to his ear. “Ever again.”
“I got ‘em lined up for your job, Little Red.”
“Yeah, ‘cept you’d actually have to go out to the street to trap one and haul her back.”
“Too much effort.”
“Exactly,” she said, sliding her hand out of his pants to climb over and straddle him. “Too much effort.”
Leaning back, curling her fingers around his knees for support, she rolled her hips, using her body to arouse his.
Her position didn’t block his view of the TV; he just kept on watching and slurping his beer.
“You shower after your guy?”
“I didn’t have sex with him,” she said, pushing herself flush against him.
“Cool. You wearing panties?”
“No action until you talk this out with me. Toss ideas at me.”
He shrugged, switching his focus to the TV at the same time as he slipped a hand under her dress and into her panties to play with her clit.
