Page 117 of April

“You like how it feels when you tug on it when I’m down there.” Linden wiggled her eyebrows. “Probably why you like my nose, too, and my chin.”

Asher laughed and said, “One of the reasons, but not the only. I’m going to grab us lunch. What do you want?”

“Lunch can be delivered, Asher,” Linden argued as she reached her hands into Asher’s jeans and underwear to cup her ass. “Your ass is rock-hard. God, I love it.”

“I work out. Or, at least, Ididbefore this started happening. I also eat well, which you should try sometime.”

“Are you saying I need to eat well and work out for you?” Linden asked.

“No. You’re perfect. I love everything about your body. But if you came to the gym with me, you could watchmework out. And if you ate healthy, you’d live longer, and I happen to have a vested interest in you living forever.” She kissed Linden’s lips quickly and used that as a distraction to climb back out of bed. “Babe, what do you want for lunch?”

“You, obviously,” Linden stated. “But you keep trying to leave me.”

“I need an hour. I’ll be back, okay? Just take a nap. I’m bringing you a wrap from somewhere. It’ll have grilled chicken and veggies in it.”

“Gross. Get me a Po-Boy from Henry’s. You know the one I like.”

Asher laughed and asked, “Chips?”

“Yes. But come back soon, or I’ll start back up without you.”

Asher stared down at Linden, who spread her legs.

“That’s mean.”

“So is leaving without telling me where you’re going the day after we made love for the first time, Asher.”

Asher practically had to force her eyes back up to Linden’s and told her, “One hour.”

Linden laughed and said, “Fine. But at sixty-one minutes, I’m finding your vibrator drawer and having fun.”

“It’s under the bed.”

“Wait? Really?”

“You’re surprised I have sex toys?”

“Toysplural?”

“A plastic bin full of them, and it’s under my side of the bed. Feel free to take a look. But don’t you dare use any of them without me.” Asher pointed at her.

“You have a bin of–” Linden practically lunged naked over the bed to Asher’s side and hung over it as she pulled out Asher’s sex toy bin. “Why is it down here?”

“Honestly?”

“Yes,” Linden said, picking it up and putting it on the bed.

“Well, the guys I’ve dated haven’t been good with things like that in the bedroom, so I use them by myself, but I didn’t want them to find them in a drawer, so I put them under the bed. They’re actually in order.”

“First of all, I want you to know that I am a big fan of whatever you have in this bin.” Linden motioned to it. “Second of all, what? In order?”

Asher chuckled and explained, “Most favorite to least favorite.”

Linden laughed and said, “Tell me which is which.”

“When I get back,” she replied before she walked to her side of the bed, leaned down, and kissed Linden. “I like saying goodbye like this. Kissing you, I mean.”

“I don’t want you to say goodbye at all,” Linden said.

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