Page 87 of Romancing His Heart
Loki: Did you get a lead?
Seth: …
Loki: WTF is going on?
Ashton: We’re working on it. Let us handle this. You have to trust me, Loki.
“Ready?” Sloane’s chipper voice cuts through my rage.
“Yeah. Just checking in with Ash.”
“Nothing yet?”
“No. Come o—” The words catch in my throat. Checking behind her, I look for the rest of her clothes.
“What’s wrong?”
“That’s what you’re wearing? To run in? On the main road?”
She glances down at herself. “Yeah, what did you expect me to wear?”
She’s dressed in head to toe spandex, with just a hint of her midriff showing, but with her perfect fucking curves, it leaves nothing to the imagination.
“A sweatshirt?” I offer, hopefully.
“Not happening. Why, Mr. Kane, are you jealous someone might see me bouncing around town?” She cups her tits and jumps in place, exaggerating their movement with her hands.
“Yes,” I growl. “Don’t do that.” Pulling her hands away from her tits, I drag her toward the door. “Let’s get this over with.”
“Okie-dokie, Mr. Kane.”
Spinning, I pin her to the door with my body.
“Keep it up with the Mr. Kane shit, and we’ll be getting our workout in another way this morning.”
Her breath hitches, but she smirks, too. She knows full well what she does to me. Running three miles with a hard-on is going to be a bitch. At least my one pair of underwear was clean today, so something’s keeping that fucker in place.
Slipping passed me, Red jogs to the logging road that leads us away from the property. Watching her ass in hot pink spandex is going to kill me. I might as well quit now. If I make it back without having jumped her on the side of the road, it’ll be a miracle.
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Lexi:How’d Sloane do with the coffee cake today?
Loki: (picture sent)
Lexi: WTF is that? It looks like a mucus-filled hairball baked in a cake pan.
Loki: Pretty much.
Lexi: But she keeps trying?
Loki: Every damn day.
Lexi: Good. Don’t let her give up. It’s important…she’ll get it.
Loki: Why do I feel like you know something I don’t?
Lexi: Because I do. Women always do. Peace out.
