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Finally, she heard his door open, and he appeared at the top of the stairs. She nearly swallowed her tongue. He’d changed out of the suit he’d been wearing and now wore tight dark jeans and a t-shirt that stretched across his broad muscles. “Jesus Christ,” she muttered as she watched him walk down the stairs. He greeted Kimberly, but he only had eyes for Rylee.

When he reached her, he pulled her in for a kiss and murmured in her ear, “I can practically feel you undressing me, Ace. Do I need to make excuses for us to disappear?”

She giggled against him. “Maybe later. I’m starving.”

He chuckled and turned his attention to the other women. “I hope you’re OK with my dinner selection.”

Kimberly nodded. “I’ve always enjoyed Chef Carlyle’s food.”

Carla just stared at the spread on the table. “It looks amazing. Can’t wait to try it,” she said, a touch of her southern drawl coming through. It was a sign that she was well on her way to being tipsy.

The foursome sat at the dining room table, and drank wine, and ate delicious food while talking about everything but Andrew and the criminal activity that landed everyone where they were. They talked about poker, life in Vegas, and whether Rylee would move back to Arizona now that she was with Memphis.

Rylee shifted uncomfortably when the topic came up.

“What is it, Ace?” Memphis asked, sliding his hand along her knee while they ate.

“I left home for a reason and I always swore I would never live there again.”

Memphis nodded. “Good thing you own a house in Vegas. I have offices here. There’s nothing stopping us from staying.”

Rylee blew out a breath. “Thank God. I was worried that would be a fight.”

“I’m curious about all the reasons you left home, but I’ve been in Phoenix long enough. It’s good to change things up sometimes.”

Rylee nodded and stabbed at a bite of food. Later, Carla and Kimberly tried to convince Rylee to take shots, but she shook her head. “Wine is enough for me.”

The two intoxicated women giggled and made pouty faces at her and Memphis wrapped his arms around her.

“Actually, I was thinking of stealing Rylee from you for a little while. You have free rein down here. Just stay away from the upstairs if you don’t want to hear Rylee screaming.

Carla made a fake gagging noise but hooked arms with Kimberly and the two made their way to the living room. Memphis turned Rylee in his arms and said, “I’ve got one more short call to make. You have ten minutes to be naked and kneeling the way you were supposed to be when I got home today.

Rylee nodded and Memphis fisted a hand into her hair.

“Try again, sub.”

She sucked in a breath as her pussy clenched and her nipples pebbled beneath her shirt. His gaze bored into her.

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

“Better. Now go.”

She swallowed hard and scurried up the stairs to the bedroom she shared with Memphis.

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