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Chapter 36
SETH
“You’re seriously telling me that nobody’s told you about this before?”
Judith swatted Seth’s hand away, leaping out of bed so she could investigate his allegations for herself. She picked up a hand mirror, lifted up her skirt, and inspected the reflection in her vanity mirror. “What thefuck?When did I get this thing?”
“I’m no dermatologist, but Idohave a medical degree.”
Judith tossed her mirror down and sent him a sour glare. “And?”
“Probably half your life. Probably also benign.”
It amused him that she had never known about the mole on her ass. He could already see her making a doctor’s appointment and insisting that it must be removed. Immediately.
Judith pulled her skirt back down, much to Seth’s chagrin. He had arrived to find her dressed in a slinky plaid mini-skirt – no underwear, ahem – and a sheer white blouse. After an arousing game of “Did You Know?” in a lazy attempt to get sex jumpstarted, Seth made the mistake of asking, “Did you know you have a mole right here on your ass?”
So much for sexy games.
“Didyouknow that you have a huge bump on your neck?”
“Uh huh. Let me guess.” Seth flung his arm across the bed so Judith could go back to snuggling in his embrace. She loved to pick at the top button of his flannel shirt. “It’s my head.”
“You’re the doctor.”
“I am, and I insist on giving you a thorough check-up, Ms. King.”
“Finally! You agree to a role-play!”
“Finally? You make it sound like you’ve been begging for one.”
“In my head, yeah. Only a matter of time before I got you to play doctor with me.”
“To think, I studied gynecology.”
“I expect a competent exam, Dr. Christens.”
He was going to give her one! Eventually. For now, he was content to make her wait. There were things he wanted to talk about, anyway.
His work. Her work. A trip to Mexico as soon as the papers of patronage were signed. That wasn’t happening for another week, at least. Monica and Miguel both continued to push the date back for one reason or another. Miguel had spent much of the last two weeks flying around Europe and staying out of contact. Poor Seth. He had to keep Judith happy and satisfied all by himself. Now he wanted to whisk her away to paradise.
It was everything he wanted: Judith and her love, her promises of devotion, and the ability to treat her like a real girlfriend, maybe more. Seth was happy to take things slowly. Not only for Judith’s sake, but for his as well. The other man didn’t matter, as long as he was good to her too. After many, many conversations with Miguel Bolivar, Seth felt confident that the man understood what it meant to love Judith King and treat her as she deserved.
Of course, it meant not getting to see her whenever he wanted, but that was true in any other relationship.
“You know,” he said, while watching Judith close her eyes and snooze against him, “I’ve never seen the Rec Room around here. I hear you have one of the biggest TVs ever.”
Judith opened her eyes. “It’s mostly for sports and porn.”
“What else would it be used for?”
“Video games. We’ve got a crazy collection of them.” Judith sat up. “You should see Grace and Chelsea playing Mario Party. Things get ugly.”
“I don’t want to watch them. I’d rather watch you play DDR in this outfit.”
“We’ve got that too.”
“Then what the hell are we waiting for? I’ll give you a kiss every time your breasts break these fragile buttons.” He tugged on her blouse.
