Page 134 of Master of My Life

Chase swallowed. “I need you with Sabrina.”

“I know.”

“The other guys have lives.”

“Gee, thanks.”

“That’s not what I—”

“I know.” Ethan chuckled low. “My dick’s so hard right now, I don’t know if I’d be much help.”

Chase closed his eyes at the thought. “I’ll be as quick as I can.”

“Do the job right, not fast. We’re fine. I’ve got a hand. Besides, I don’t think a sex slave could do

it for me after touching her.”

“I’ll be careful.”

“If you can, you might want to stop by after. Sabrina had a weird look in her eyes when we

finished. Did you talk to her about what you asked me to do?”

Chase ran his hand over his face. “Shit. No.”

“I think she’s conflicted. Or at least confused.”

“Okay. Hopefully it won’t be more than a couple hours.”

“I’ll let her know.”

“Thanks.”

Chase tapped the phone and finished dressing in his black gear. He cocked his Glock, shoved it

into the holster at his hip, and double-checked his extra magazines. He likely wouldn’t need a weapon

against this guy but always had one on a job, just in case. The guy didn’t seem like he had stones, but

you could never tell just by looking. Corey could fool anyone if he wanted to.

Sabrina’s eyes snapped open as Ethan walked out of his bedroom a while later. He saw her and

smiled. “Hey. You okay?”

She nodded. “Are you?”

“Better now.” He wagged his eyebrows. “You’re very tempting.”

She frowned. “Huh?”

Ethan smiled. “I took care of the bulge you were feeling earlier.”

“Oh!” She looked away. “I thought you were upset with me.”

Ethan crouched down and cupped her chin. “Not at all. Neither is Chase.”

“Really?”

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