“Is Sutton your girlfriend?” one of the girls asked.
There was a long silence before he answered. “She’s a girl, and she’s my friend.”
“I like her,” said Olivia, the younger of the two. “She makes pretty braids.”
“That’s good.” I heard the smile in Jagger’s voice. “I like her too.”
“Is this your first girlfriend?” Olivia asked.
“I’ve had other girls who were friends.”
“How come we never met any of them?” Amelia followed up.
Again, there was silence.
“I guess because none was special enough to meet you.”
Warmth flowed through my belly. If I wasn’t careful, I was going to fall so hard I’d never be able to climb back out of the hole I’d be in if Jagger Langston hurt me.
“How long is Mommy going to be in the hospital this time?” Amelia asked.
“I’m not sure, sweetheart.”
“Why can’t the doctors ever make her better so she doesn’t have to go to the hospital anymore?” Olivia asked. “My friend Peyton who lives downstairs, her mom had her ’pendix out, and she didn’t have to go back to the hospital again. She was holding her stomach all the time, and now she doesn’t. They made her all better.”
“Not all sickness is the kind you can see, and some take longer to make better than others.”
I didn’t want to get caught eavesdropping, so I quietly made my way out to the living room. It was another ten minutes before Jagger emerged. I stood at his wall of glass, looking out at the twinkling City lights. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He kissed my neck, and I let my head loll back against him.
“Long day,” he said.
“I think they have more energy than either of us.”
“I would’ve agreed five minutes ago, but my cock seems to have found his second wind the minute he felt your ass push up against him.”
I chuckled. “We did it this morning on the plane.”
Jagger turned me in his arms. “Once a day is not nearly enough with you.”
I smiled. “If you keep things up at this pace, you’re going to get sick of me.”
“I’m not sure that’s possible.” He rubbed his nose with mine. “If I could bottle how thankful I am for you today, it would overflow endlessly.”
My heart did a little pitter-patter. For a man who refused to believe he could be sweet, he’d certainly found the right words to melt my heart. “It was nothing. I’m glad I could help.”
Thoughsweetdidn’t last too long. Jagger’s hand slid up from my waist and grabbed my ponytail. He gave it a good, firm yank. “Let me thank you properly. My door has a lock.”
I wanted to,God, did I want to, but I also didn’t want the girls to hear us.
“I don’t think I can be quiet.”
“I’ll cover your mouth.”
“Not sure that would do it.”
“Then I’ll shove my cock in it while I eat your pussy.”
Ooohh.The rawness of his voice almost did me in. But I forced myself to think of the girls and covered Jagger’s mouth with my hand. “Don’t say anything more. I’m trying to be the good one here, and you’re making it very hard.”
