Page 15 of The Naughty List
His chest expands with every breath. I’m not the only one struggling to recover from what just happened.
“I am sorry for assaulting you. I swear I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
But I am not sorry I saw your beautiful dick so now I can fantasize accurately.
He nods, a hint of a grin teasing his full masculine lips. “It’s okay. We’re adults. Pretty sure you knew I had a dick.”
Yeah, but I couldn’t have picked out of a lineup before.
Now I can.
“Do you want me to show you my boobs?” I shrug. “Even the score?”
His eyebrows lift abruptly. “Tempting. But probably not a good idea.” He turns away from me somewhat brusquely, heading toward his bedroom. “We’re too old for games,” he calls over his shoulder as if it’s an afterthought. “There’s no score.”
Ignoring the sting of rejection—which is ridiculous since I was only kidding…mostly, I gather the chew toys and attach the boys to their leashes.
“Bet you guys wouldn’t turn down an offer to see my boobs,” I mumble, taking turns scratching behind their ears.
The only men I can count on have four legs and drool issues.
Maybe Jonah’s right. Maybe we’re too old for games.
Or maybe he’s afraid I might win.
6
JONAH
MY TRUE LOVE GAVE TO ME
The following morning I’m trying my best to forget I ever saw Hollis’s list of ways to destroy me when she blows into my office like a hurricane, dumping five vibrators noisily onto my desk.
Pink. Purple. Black. Some boxes are larger than others.
“What the fu—”
“I’ve numbered them in order from most effective to least effective,” Hollis informs me matter-of-factly as she slaps a folder down beside the sex toys. “Don’t worry, I bought duplicates. These haven’t been used. I kept a set for myself. And I’ve typed up a report on each of them. On the last page you’ll find a color-coded chart that compares and contrasts each of their features.”
She’s obviously lost her mind.
“Okay. And the purpose of this would be…”
She narrows her eyes. “You know the purpose. You think I can’t handle the adult toy store? Please. The manager invited me to her wedding before I left.”
This doesn’t surprise me. Hollis is lovable as fuck. Hence why I keep my distance.
“Hollis, this isn’t necessary. I told you. You’re not—”
“Stop telling me what I’m not, Jonah. Give me a chance to show you what I am.”
Another bag. More boxes. Raining down on my desk.
Zeus perks up from his bed beside my couch. He hasn’t been eating much or acting quite like himself, so I brought him to work with me.
“These treats aren’t for you, Z,” Hollis tells him.
I glance down out of curiosity.
