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“Absolutely.”
He kissed her damp temple, and then with regret slowly eased out of her, getting them both a little dirty in the process.
“I know men supposedly only ejaculate a tablespoon of semen, or whatever,” she said, as she moved the pillow out from underneath her, “but—”
“Wait. How is that something you know?”
“I looked it up.”
He chuckled softly, picturing Paige googling ‘ejaculation amounts’. “Why?”
“Why do you think? Because I was curious. It always seems like you come by the gallon, so—”
“Jesus, I don’t come by the gallon,” he protested, laughing. “That’s a bit of an exaggeration, don’t you think?”
“No, I don’t think. Especially not when semen is dripping down my leg for ten minutes after sex. Or, when I’m swallowing—” she broke off because he was laughing harder, and his sweaty, clenching abs distracted her. Jerk.
He got himself under control and cleared his throat. “Speaking of ejaculation amounts … did you know that’s where the rock groups 10cc and The Lovin’ Spoonful got the inspiration for their names?”
She was about to comment about men and their preoccupation with all things related to their cocks, when the sound of her front door opening and closing stopped her.
“I brought breakfast!” Jules called out.
Startled, David stared at Paige, eyes wide. “What the fuck is—”
She clapped a hand over his mouth. “Shh. Be quiet. She has ears like a bat.”
“What the fuck is she doing here?” he whispered, after pulling her hand off. “Not to mention at the crack of dawn.”
“It’s actually only the crack of dawn for you,” she whispered back. “And she brought breakfast.”
“Were you expecting her?”
“Not today, no.”
“I take it she’s done this before?”
“A few times. But we didn’t have anything planned for this morning.”
“How did she get in?”
“She has a key.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. Maybe she used a bar of soap to make an impression of my key, then had a copy made without my knowledge,” she answered, heavy on the sarcasm.
He just looked at her.
“Obviously, I gave her one,” she said.
“You could’ve just said that to begin with,” he grumbled, then rubbed at his face. “Jesus, I don’t think I can handle her this early. Actually, I know I can’t.”
Paige didn’t know if she could, either, to be honest, but she knew she wasn’t going to have a choice.
“Paige?” Jules called, this time sounding like she was closer, possibly in the hallway.
David pointed at the open bedroom door and semi-pushed Paige out of bed, the only way he could non-verbally convey that she needed to immediately jump into some kind of action.
