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“Fine.Hold onto it anyway. Your mom might visit or something.” She doesn’t point outthat will never happen, and I decide to change the subject. “You’re squirming alittle over there. Need a donut pillow?”
Shetries to look pissed but a small smile peeks through. Fucking adorable. “Whenit comes to telling our friends, I’m sure they already know. I told Ayda wewere sleeping together.”
“Couldn’twait to spread the word, huh? I don’t blame you.” As if he could hear us, Darerings my phone.
“Hey,asshole, what’s up? And keep in mind you’re on speaker and Sadist’s in thecar.”
“Yeah,I heard she finally settled. What did you do? Roofie her?”
“Hi,Dare,” Sadie calls.
“Sadie,if he’s keeping you prisoner, say Pop Tart.”
Shegiggles. “Don’t worry, I have him under control.”
Dareturns his attention back to me. “Listen Lovely Locks, you’re due back tomorrow,right?”
“Tomorrownight, yeah.”
“Well,meet me at ISH when you get in town. We have a development.”
“Samering?”
“Appearsto be.” Thank fuck. I thought we lost them. This ring of human traffickers hasbeen in the city for almost two years that we know of.
“I’llbe there.”
Thephone clicks as he disconnects the call. The bastard never says goodbye.
“Iguess I need to get back to work,” I remark.
“Whatabout stripping?”
“Youmean exotic dancing? That’s only three nights a week. Thursday throughSaturday.” I flash a grin in her direction. “You aren’t going to be jealous,are you?”
Crossingher legs, she stares out the window. “Of course not. I don’t get jealous. Ihave to get back to work, too, you know.”
“Butwe have one more night.” I grab her hand. “Alone at a hotel where I can makeyou scream all I want.”
“Promises,promises,” she replies, hiding a smile.
Iswear I’ll never get enough of this woman.
* * * *
It’slate when we make it back to Indy. When I drop her off, Sadie kisses me, and wemake plans to meet the next evening after work, assuming I’m not at ISH toolate.
There’sa smile on my face that nothing can wipe off, and it takes the guys a whole twoseconds to notice it when I walk in ISH’s headquarters.
“Ohhell, another one bites the dust,” Jeremy groans.
Tuckerchuckles, but doesn’t comment. I swear the guy is so quiet he wouldn’t say shitif he had a mouthful.
“Aydaand Zoe have plans to castrate you if you screw over Sadie,” Landon warns, asmile on his face.
“I’llthank you all to mind your own business and stay out of my sex life,” I reply,dropping down in front of my computer.
Theyall crack up. “You have regaled us for years with the play by play of every barslut you brought home. Now, you’re shy?” Dare laughs.
