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“I’ll turn her loose on you if you make her mad,” Ben threatened.
“Kitten, Banger made me install it.”
“It was me. I didn’t want anyone being able to get footage of the good reverend being in Angelina’s office.”
“You’re putting in the next one.”
“Get to work,” Quinn groused.
“Love you,” Ben gave her a quick kiss.
“Love you too.”
“Remember what I told you. Stay away from the windows. Ass on the chair.”
“You’re hurting my feelings,” she tried to sound insulted. The smile that tugged at her lips ruined it.
“All you have to do is ask. I was not the one withholding for the last three days.”
“There are things I don’t need to know about my daughter,” Quinn waved his hands at them.
“You telling me you don’t want grandbabies?” Ben teased.
“Pick up the panties,” Quinn replied. “I might be good with you and my baby girl, but no father wants to see ripped panties lying on the floor.”
Ben scooped the ruined panties off the floor and shoved them into his pocket.
“Love you, Dad.”
“Baby Girl, I’ll make him disappear if he doesn’t treat you right. Even though he is the best in the business, I have no problem replacing him.”
“We have so much to talk about,” she narrowed her eyes at him.
“See,” Rat grinned at them. “I told you she was the tiny pissed-off kitten version of Boss Man.”
“What do you want?”
“Crowd is gone,” Rat answered.
“Why me?” Quinn grumbled at his phone when it buzzed. “What did I ever do to piss off the big boss?”
“Him?” Ben grimaced, crossing his arms over his chest.
“How is he back in the States? It’s like he was born to be a pain in my ass,” Quinn grumbled. The call went unanswered while they waited for the noise to stop.
“I came because I was promised ice cream,” Rat matched Ben’s pose. “I heard there were toppings with a possibility of sprinkles. No one mentioned him.”
Quinn’s phone buzzed to life again. “What?” He grunted in annoyance.
“Who is that?” Angelina whispered.
“The guy we work for has a stepson,” Ben murmured. “He doesn’t know what to do with him, so he gave him to us.”
“Pussy from the night you left?”
“Among other things,” he nodded. “We might have left him with some undeclared things in customs.”
“Thinks he is in charge,” Rat rolled his eyes. “How did he get past Colombian authorities? I still say we should have sold him. Could have gotten a good price for him from that cocoa farmer.”
