Page 106 of The Winslow Brothers

Sophie’s smile is hesitant as she unties the white bow and lifts open the top of the box.

But in a matter of seconds, her eyes flash with what feels like a million emotions when she sees what’s inside. Surprise. Excitement. A little bit of confusion. And a few other things I can’t quite put my finger on.

“The Secret Club?”she reads the words from the Sophie-sized gray T-shirt that she pulls out of the box. “Hold up…are these freaking badges?”

“It’s time for Sophie Sage to be the Girl Scout she’s always dreamed of and earn herself somehella coolbadges,” I repeat her words from our plane ride.

To be honest, I had no idea what Mona from the Venetian’s concierge team was going to be able to come up with in the department of badges, but I can’t deny she did an amazing job with my odd, last-minute request. I’m sure it helped that she knew my connection to Billy Jonesandthat I’m staying in one of the penthouse suits, but still, this request was pretty out there.

Truthfully, I didn’t know if she could pull off getting a T-shirt printed for me. But damn, clearly I owe Ms. Mona one hell of a thank-you tip because the woman came through.

Sophie’s jaw drops open farther as she picks up each of the badges, inspecting them one by one.

All different colors and sizes, and at least thirty of them sit inside the box. There’s a blue one with a tent surrounded by trees and mountains. One with a kitten holding a ball of yarn. One with a cute puppy with a stick in its mouth.

There’s even a pink one with a goddamn unicorn jumping over a rainbow.

They’re all girlie as hell, and I can’t be sure, but I get the feeling they’d be one-hundred-percent Girl-Scout approved.

“W-when did you have time to do this?”

“When you were taking a nap on the plane. You know, after you made me have Mile-High-Club sex with you.”

She snorts and eyes me with a knowing look. “Pretty sure that was your idea, not mine.”

“Actually, babe, if I recall, youbrought it up.”

She just shakes her head, half amused at my words but also still pretty damn flabbergasted by the contents of the box in her hands.

“So…you like it?”

“I love it.” Her voice is a near whisper. And the way her eyes look into mine makes my chest feel all fucking gooey or something. “Thank you. This was…really sweet.”

For a moment, my throat goes dry, and I feel like I can’t push words out, but ultimately, I manage a, “You’re welcome, babe.”

Sophie stares down at the T-shirt and badges for another long moment, but eventually, she looks back up and tilts her head to the side. “So…uh…Girl Scouts have to earn their badges…?”

Now,thatis the best part about this gift. “They sure do.”

“And how do I…earnthese badges?”

This, right here, was my favorite aspect of the whole fucking idea when I thought of it on the plane.

“With orgasms.”

Her mouth gapes open like a fish. “Wait…I get a badge for every orgasm…”

“Exactly. You get a badge for every orgasmyouhave.”

“ThatIhave?” She gulps. “Oh holy moly.”

“You okay with that, babe?”

“Um…yes.”

“Good. Because, my sexy little Girl Scout, it’s time for you to try to earn your first badge.” I wink and stand to my feet. “And it starts with you getting naked and me fucking you up against those big-ass windows over there.”

She glances over her shoulder to the windows in question. “Jude…but…people might be able to see us…”

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