Page 21 of His Pretty Little Thief

“Simone, your friend has, shall we say, embellished quite a few factors of her life. She did work for The Agency, but it wasn’t the number of men she told you, trust me.”

She frowns. “And how do you know?”

I grin. “Does anything about what I’m telling you make you think I’d ‘wing it’ with any part of this?”

She smiles furtively.

“Bianca didn’t have to go home with the number of men she may have told you. It was…” I smile. “Well, perhaps she should tell you. It’s not three, though. And trust me, she’s as set right now as you are, for similar reasons.”

Her brows shoot up. “What?”

“Beautiful,” I spread my arms. “There was no ‘chance’ to any part of this. I had it all planned out, including who Bianca was set up with. You should hear it from her, but trust me, she’s finding her own happy ever after right now, too.”

Simone shakes her head, a small smile creeping over her lips.

“You are a very tricky guy, you know.”

I chuckle. “Just call me Bond.”

“Bianca’s really okay?”

“She’s in very good hands, and she is much more than okay. Trust me.”

She smiles as she wraps her arms around me. “I do.”

“Good.”

I sigh, pulling her close as I nuzzle my face into her neck.

“I’ve wanted you for so fucking long, beautiful,” I growl. She turns her face towards me, and my fingers slide into her long blonde hair as our mouths come together heatedly.

“And now, I’ve got you.”

“Damn right you do,” she breathes, moaning as she kisses me. “I mean,” she giggles. “You did ask me to marry you on our first date.”

I grin. “Damn right I did.”

“That’s actually pretty hot.”

I shrug. “I know what I want, and I know when I want it.”

“And you wanted me, huh?” she breathes.

“Always.”

Our lips come crashing together again, and I growl as I scoop her into my arms and start marching for my bedroom again.

“You don’t ever get tired, do you?” she moans eagerly into my mouth.

“With you? Never.”

“Or soft,” she giggles, reaching down and cupping the thick erection in my briefs.

“If you’re going to be around me all the time, it might actually be a problem.”

She pulls away from me, grinning impishly as she bites her lip. “Well, we can’t have that, can we? Good thing I’ll be around to take care of you, isn’t it?”

I just growl, and she shrieks as she goes tumbling across my bed, with me instantly stalking over her, pinning her to the bedsheets.

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