“Thanks,” she rapped out.Then asked, “Are wegonnahave sex tonight?”
“No.”
“Are wegonnahave sex tomorrownight?”
“Yes.”
She huffed out air.
Then asked, “Am Igonnablow youtonight?”
“I don’t know.I know I’mgonnaeat you, and I’m notgonnado it sixty-nine.You’retoo good with your mouth.It’ll fuck with my concentration when I’mgoin’ down on you.So after I make you go, if you’re up togive some head, I’ll be all in.”
“Then we have a plan,” she said curtly.
“Sounds like it,” he said amusedly.“Though, wegottaget some food first.Youwannaroll through a drive thru, order some Chinese, what?”
“We have more than half a pizza left, since we got busy lastnight and didn’t eat it.We can have that.”
He was disgusted.
And he sounded it when he asked, “Leftovers?”
“You don’t like leftovers?”
“You eat leftover pizza for breakfast when you’re hungover.You heat it and eat it for lunch when you’re in a bind.You don’t feed it toyour woman on night three of the longest date in history.”
She now sounded amused when she asked, “Are those hard andfast rules?”
“Emphatically.”
Georgie busted out laughing.
He tucked her hand into the bend of his hip and smiled atthe windshield thinking he really loved the sound of Georgie laughing.
“Chinese,” she said when she was done.
“You got it, baby,” he replied.
“Dutch?”
“Yeah?”
“You okay?”
He lifted her hand to his mouth, touched her fingers to hislips, then tucked it back in his hip.
“Yeah, Georgie.”
“Okay.”
They fell silent and neither broke it the rest of the way tohis place.
He let them in and Murtagh came right to them and shared howhe felt about being left alone all day.
In other words, the cat was ticked.
Dutch locked the door, but when he turned to shrug off hiscut, Georgie was there, and she hadn’t yet taken off her coat.
