Page 51 of Rock Chick Rematch


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“Whatever,” I muttered.

Suddenly, he jerked my skirt up and I quelled a smilebecause I thought I was getting somewhere, especially when he yanked me tostraddling his lap.

But we weren’t going where I thought we were going.

I knew that when he said, “This is a dangerous game you’replayin’.”

“I’m not playing a game,” I lied.

I so was.

The long game.

And I was in it to win it.

“I’mwarnin’ you, there’s gonna bea time when I’m gonna have to set you aside.For your own good.For Liam’s.Andwhen I do, there won’t be any going back.”

“We’ll see,” I murmured.

“Yeah, we will,” he murmured back, but his fingers beliedhis words because they went to my zipper.“Trust Toni to put you in sexybridesmaids’ dresses to make sure you all get laid.”

“Am I getting laid?”I asked.

My zipper came down.

I smiled at him.

His eyes fixed on my mouth as his lips whispered, “Minx.”

“You bet your bottom.”

Those beautiful browns came up to mine.“Bottom?”

“I can’t curse.Liam told his teacher he wasn’t picking upthe damned crayons other kids didn’t put away, and I had to go to the schoolfor a chat.”

I worried, since his mood was mercurial anytime I brought upour son, how he’d react to that.

But he chuckled.

So I relaxed.

He also bunched the fabric of my dress at the hips, then up,andboom, it was gone.

He slid his hands up my ribs, watching their progress asthey made their way to my lacy, black strapless bra.

I bit my lip, feeling it.

“I don’t wanna fuck you up,” he told my midriff.

“I know what I’m doing.”

I cried out as he jerked me forward while falling back thenrolled us so he was on top.

“No you don’t,” he said fiercely.“But I’m goddamned weak,and you’re beautiful, and the only good thing in my life, and I can’t seem tolet you go.”

Score one for me.

I made a noise that sounded like a purr.