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“He’s one mighty fine specimen.”
“He can cook too,” I bragged, although I had yet to taste it. But Constance wouldn’t steer me wrong.
“Can I meet him?”
She was taking this pass-the-boyfriend-along thing way too far.
“And let you charm him away? No, thank you. He’s mine, and we have to get going.” We did because we had to meet Constance on Veteran Avenue to pick her up.
“Okay, already. I get it. See you tomorrow.” Past security, Katelyn turned left for the other doors.
I walked up to Duke and planted a kiss on him, pulling back before I’d gotten my fill. “Have to keep up appearances for Katelyn.”
“Right.” He pulled me back in.
I surrendered to him as my sense of where we were evaporated. The electric feel of his body against mine and the sinful taste of him pushed all rational thought aside.
His arm around me flattened my breasts against him, and I wished for fewer onlookers and a lot fewer clothes between us as our tongues dueled. It was all I could do to keep my hands at his neck instead of cruising over his body the way they craved. I loved that I was making him hard, and I desperately wished my words to Katelyn had been real.
He broke away and stuffed both hands in his pockets. “Is that good enough?”
Dreamily, I nodded. “For now.” My heart thumped in my chest, wanting later to come pretty damned soon.
Constance walked by us without a glance.
Duke
Serena wasnervous as a mouse at an owl convention all the way to the car. “What are we going to tell her?” she finally asked.
“Constance?” I shrugged. “The truth. We had to make it believable for your coworker, that’s all.”
“I guess.”
“Or the other truth,” I teased.
“Which is?”
“That you want to test drive my big cock.” I laughed.
She punched my shoulder—hard. “You’re terrible…and conceited.”
“Only if it’s not the truth.”
She punched me again. “Grow up. I don’t talk like that.”
I laughed again. “But you think like that.”
She joined the laugh and then hauled back and punched me again.
“Struck a nerve, did I?”
All I got was a glare and the silent treatment the rest of the way to the car.
We picked up Constance on Veteran as planned. She chose to ride shotgun, leaving Serena in the back.
“What was that?” she asked as soon as she’d closed the door.
I started us off. “What was what?”
