Page 11 of Let's Get Naughty 2

“It’s better than the song. This one will actually make you hit the high notes.” I shamelessly plugged in one of my Instagram captions.

“Explains the package today.”

“Yeah… The August Falls toy.”

“And which day was that one?”

“Second to last.” I swallowed my spit, chewing more Chinese food than maybe I wanted. My mouth felt entirely too dry, and Nick seemed to notice.

“Thirsty?”

“A little.”

Nick reached into the paper grocery bag, moving items aside as he revealed an amber bottle of Havana Club Rum. He twisted it with a pop. “Looked good at the store, thought it could bring a little holly to my jolly.” He sniffed it, then took a long sip, letting it sit in his mouth. He made me laugh, but the way his cheeks contoured to the bottle, his Adam’s apple bobbing with a swallow, felt oddly masculine and entirely hot. He exhaled, absolutely pleased. “Interested?”

“Always.” I leaned over to take the bottle. “Now this is Christmas.” I took a swig, the liquor still chilled from the Manhattan wind. I shivered as the punch of alcohol hit my chest.

“You know, technically, it’s not Christmas till you get a gift.” Nick motioned to Camilla’s package.

“Oh, no, no… that’s for later.”

“How so?”

“Well, it’s my next assignment.”

Nick smiled. “Don’t tell me, twelve drummers drumming?”

“That would be hard to rate, I’m used to only one drummer drumming, if you know what I mean.” I passed the bottle back to Nick as he took another sip.

“And how does one rate the toys of Sex-Mas? Price? Practicality?”

“Pleasure,” I burped. Fuck. I wiped my face, fixing my hair as I straightened my posture.

“So, customer reviews?”

“Not exactly…” I rolled my eyes, wondering if this was a good topic to discuss. Would it be so bad considering he admitted to liking Home Alone Two? I tried to convince myself that this was some sort of vulnerable flaw he trusted me with, that this silly preference made him not only human, but approachable. Maybe it was the fresh hit of rum, but my ridiculous reasoning made sense. “Actually, I review them… personally.”

“Including August Falls?” he asked, intrigued.

“It’s for work.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Well, yes… including him. He’s very popular, you know. There’s a reason he’s number two on the list. Do you know who he is?”

“I’m aware of him…”

“How aware?” I jabbed inquisitively, truly curious.

“I’ve seen him perform… he’s done some scenes with some of my favorites.”

“You have favorites?”

“Yes. Do you?”

I set my takeout down on the floor reaching for the bottle of rum. “Maybe. August Falls is probably my top pick… yours?”

Nick twisted his lips, silently staring into my eyes before biting the inside of his cheek. “I don’t watch too much… but I certainly have a type.”

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