Page 49 of Hale's Pawn
I laugh, leaning in to give him another quick kiss and I finally let him go so we can get out of the car.
ORAN
Lunch was… not bad, even though Ajedi Bishops is a nutcase that should be locked up in a mental hospital. I don’t know how many different ways Ajedi told me he could take me out if I hurt his cousin. I rolled my eyes each time, letting him know that she was my damned wife and he needed to check himself into a mental institution outside of the Island, that way we don’t have to ever cross paths.
After lunch, I go back to work and enjoy the hell out of the damn muffins and cupcakes. I don’t share with anyone else either. Hours later, I text Ainslee, making sure her ass delivers each time. Just her.
Me: Muffins; Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays at lunch time.
The little shit doesn’t message me back until an hour later, like she has something better to do.
Midget(Wife): Is this an order that you’re putting in? Have you called the bakery, sir? Please have Maisy do so, I bribed her earlier to let me into your office.
Me: How?
Midget(Wife): Showed her a nipple. ????
Me: She’s married...To A MAN!
Midget:(Wife): Kidding, obviously. I gave her a cupcake and told her that whenever she wants to stop by before going to work for a grump, she can get a free coffee of her choice and some pastries. On the house.
Me: So you bribed her with treats?
Midget(Wife): I’m a Bishops, baby.
Me: You want to get spanked?
Midget(Wife): What did I do this time?
Me: You’re a HALE. Don’t you forget it again or I’ll imprint it on your ass.
Midget(Wife): Damn, talk dirty to me…
Me: Ainslee…
Midget(Wife): Fine! I think for you I can make some sort of accommodations.
Me: You’re the only one who can deliver them too.
Midget (Wife): This is not part of our services, sir. I am very sorry.
Me: Don’t play with me…
Midget(Wife): ????But I like playing with you. Don’t you like playing with me?
I can feel a smile spread over my face and Wyn chuckles. “Are you sexting?”
I look up at him. “No, asshole, I’m in the middle of a business transaction. Is there a reason for this visit?”
Wyn chuckles. “Right… I’ve never even seen you so much as a smirk at a business transaction but, yeah, I’m here for a reason.”
“Shut up.” I say to Wyn, grabbing my water. As I sip, my phone dings one more time and I look down. I don’t think I’ve even heard a word Wyn has just told me because Ainslee, the little fucking midget wife of mine, sends me a gif of her in some blue bikini set and her hair dyed blonde. The only thing she has to say to me isI heard blondes have more fun.I choke on my water and Wyn comes around patting my back like a fucking jackass. I shake him off. “Stop before I swing, asshole,” I grit through my teeth. Wyn’s trying to fucking kill me at the same time as Ainslee.
Wyn looks at why I choked. He whistles and I glare at him. I put my phone down. “Back to what we’re talking about.”
Wyn says nothing and sits down. He cocks his brow at me. “Give me two minutes and then I’ll move on from it.”
“Counting,” I say to him.
