"Good woman. Another reason to keep you," I tease.
"Funny." She releases me and leaves the bathroom.
I spend several minutes shaving and walk out to the main room. Hunter gives me a funny look I can't decipher and throws me my backpack. I go into the bedroom and change then come back out to the kitchen.
Julieta picks up a coffee cup on the counter and hands it to me.
"Did you get one?" I ask.
She gives me a killer smile. "I've got another pot on. It won't take long."
"Why don't you have this one? I can wait."
"No, it's okay. You have it," she insists.
"You sure? I'll take the next one."
She shakes her head.
I take a sip. "Mmm. Here, have a sip." I hold the mug out to her, and she drinks.
She's so damn beautiful. I wish she would see what I do.
Hopefully, over time, she will realize it.
Vanessa clears her throat. "This is a nice place. The decor is amazing. You had an awesome designer. For the main house, too."
Julieta glances around. "Thanks. I did it."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Wow. It should be photographed for a magazine."
"She's right. You have some mad skills," Hunter offers.
"Well, thank you, Hunter."
"Agreed. You have A-plus-plus-plus skills," I tease.
She beams.
"Sorry to break up your party, but we need to get going," Hunter says and shifts on his feet.
"Two minutes, and we'll have coffee for the road," Julieta replies. "There should be a thermos somewhere around here." She bends and sorts through things in a floor cabinet.
Like a complete pervert, I stare at her scrumptious ass.
Hunter hands me my gun, breaking up my ogling session. "You left this in the house last night, too."
"Thanks." I spin, return to the bathroom, and grab the bottle of conditioner. "Taking this." I wink at Julieta when I get back to the kitchen.
She looks over her shoulder, blushes, and smiles before looking back in the cabinet. "Found it!" She raises a metal canister in the air.
"Good girl." I take it and can't help myself. I pat her ass.
She smirks.