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“I know. And your opinion is wrong.”

It was good that the man could take ball-busting as well as give it.

When she shot him a huge smile, his amusement dissipated, his eyes turned intense, and his nostrils flared. “I’d give you the key so you could be waiting for me in my bed, but you don’t need it.”

“You’re right. I don’t. I just need your permission to enter your place when you’re not there.”

“I’ll text you once I’m finished, like normal, and you’ll know when to head over.”

Everything inside her quivered. Even her clit. “That works.”

“Don’t walk. I know you women tend to choose the bear but I’d prefer you don’t risk it.”

Oh yes, the man had a sense of humor under all his seriousness. “I’ll take the UTV.” Since she hadn’t driven the farm’s utility vehicle in a while, she’d need to make sure it was charged.

“Good choice. Because if someone’s going to bite you, I prefer it be me.”

She barely managed to not shudder in her seat, though she did do a little shimmy.

Of course, being extremely observant, he caught it and one side of his mouth pulled up. “Okay, adding that to the agenda.”

“Then I’m thinking you should take the night off like you suggested. Let them wonder when the next hit will be.”

“The next hit is going to be in my bed.”

“Make sure to oil that rifle real well.”

“I always have it ready to go on a moment’s notice. Never know when the next threat will be around the corner.”

“Like the threat of my bomb-ass pussy?”

His mouth opened, then he did a double-take right before the breath hissed from him.

He glanced over his shoulder. “You got a lock on that door?”

“Of course I do. This is my father’s old office. He used to bang my mother in here all the time.”

“How do you just talk so casually about your parents having sex?”

“Because they never hid how active they were. My father gave my mother ‘lessons’ whenever she gave him shit. Guess what those lessons entailed?”

His voice dropped deeper than normal when he said, “Maybe I should lock the door and teach you a lesson.” Without waiting for Vi’s response, he got up, went to the door, and locked it.

She waited until he turned around to reveal, “He spanked her, too.”

His step stuttered on his way back to her. “And she liked it?”

“She’d purposely piss him off for that reason.”

With a groan, he paused and shook his head. “It feels weird talking about this shit.”

“Try living it.”

He tipped his head. “Point taken.”

“Where do you want to do it? Desk or in one of the chairs?”

“Both.”