“I feel good,Mama. Thank you.”
She cupped myface. “Any time.”
With one morehug, we headed back out to the fray.
* * *
Later that night,we were back in my condo because Huck refused to fuck me under any roof myfather, or worse yet, my mother, might happen to be, and I wanted to befucked.
Dirty.
We both had beengiven clean bills of health, so tonight was going to be our first withoutcondoms and I wanted to make it count.
“Okay, fill me inon the Hammer thing first,” I said, as I brushed my teeth.
“Do you want meto filter?” Huck asked, squirting toothpaste onto his own brush that had foundits way into my bathroom.
“No. Tell meeverything.”
And he did.
“He didnotsay puss-aaay, like some perverted Fonzie.”
Huck spit histoothpaste into the sink. “He sure did.”
“Douche.”
“Indeed.”
“And then youpunched him,” I said.
“I did.”
“Just the once?”
“That’s all ittook,” Huck said. “Poor little bastard was out before he hit the ground.”
“That’ll teachhim.”
He frowned.“Yeah, normally, I wouldn’t fight below my weight class, but I have to admit,what he said really got under my skin.”
I slid my armsaround his waist. “Thank you for doing that.”
“Baby, you don’tneed to thank me for defending your honor.”
I looked up athim. “I’m still going to do it.”
He smiled,sliding his hand down to my butt and kissing me. “I appreciate that.”
“How was yourride?”
“Awesome,” hesaid. “I fuckin’ love your family, Daisy.”
I chuckled. “Ifucking love my family too.”
“Are you goodwith me prospecting?”
“Is it somethingyou really want to do?”
