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“Say that again. Renata needed me.”

I clench my jaw and ignore hiswhoopon the other line. Self-satisfied prick.

“Are you listening this time? Or has your wife turned your head again?”

Turned my head. She’s turned my whole fucking self—mind, body, and soul—toward her. I hold her to me and press my finger to her lips. This is important. I need to hear.

Her tongue flicks against my finger, and my control snaps, desire roaring to life.

Aleks talks to me as if I’m five years old. “Carlos Carerra. The bad guy. Remember him? He’s got a dirty cop he confides in. Lucky for us, Carlos fucked over said cop, who’s now chomping at the bit to screwhimover. When he contacts him, we’ll know. Did you get that, or do I need to repeat it?”

“Fuck you. I got it. Keep me in the loop.”

I hang the phone up to the sound of his chuckle and throw it on the bed.

Renata’s hair hangs about her face in untamed waves, droplets pinging her beautiful dark skin. I bend and lick them off her, one by one.

“I decided on a name for the puppy,” she says cheerfully.

I stifle a groan. “I don’t give a fuck about the puppy.”

“Ollie,” Renata says with a strained giggle. “We can’t just call himpuppy.”

“Why not?” I kiss the underside of her jaw and tug the towel free. She places both hands on my shoulders to brace herself and folds herself into my embrace.

“Because he needs a name,” she says staunchly. “And I have one. Also, when do I get him back from Polina?”

I look at the time on my watch. “You’ll see him in a bit, but we’re traveling today, and I don’t want to take him with us until he’s well-trained.”

“Aww, Ollie.” She pouts, and I almost cave.

“Your safety’s more important right now. We’ll come back, and soon, but until then, I’ve got a trainer working with him.” I kiss her cheek. “What’s his name?”

She pulls back a little to hold my gaze. “Arthur!” she proclaims with a note of triumph in her voice.

“Arthur,” I repeat, rolling it over in my mind. “That’s nerdy as fuck. Why Arthur?”

I hold her in front of me, her bare, still-damp body leaning back so she can have this very serious conversation.

“Youknow. Like King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table? The name carries a sense ofnobilityandstrength.He was just a boy who came from humble beginnings but became a great leader. It’s a strong, regal name, and that puppy is destined forgreatness.”

Just a boy who came from humble beginnings…

I lean forward and kiss her. “I love it. It’s perfect.”

She tips her head to the side. My cock presses against her naked body, and I want her… right here, right now.

“What is it?” she asks. When she concentrates, she gets this adorable little furrow between her brows.

I shrug. I don’t always like talking.

“You can’t always revert to silence, Ollie.”

“Why not? It’s served me well. It keeps people thinking.” I kiss her again, deeper this time, tasting her, claiming her with every stroke of my tongue.

“Don’t distract me with sex,” she groans out.

“I will absolutely distract you with sex.”

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