“I’ll buy us a place,” I promised. “You want a condo in town?”
“This isn’t about your greenbelt development, is it?” she asked. “Because that is not happening.”
“Holy smokes, is this how it’s going to be? Small-town politics is going to be the third wheel in our relationship?” I demanded.
“Yeah, if you keep trying to ruin the town.”
I took a breath.You cannot alienate Meg.
We’d had these arguments before. Normally, I would have escalated until we were screaming at each other. But now I couldn’t, not with my sisters’ freedom on the line.
“Look, we’re obviously not going to build condos in the greenbelt. I think I killed that at the debate when your tits were practically falling out of your dress.” I gave her a disarming smile.
“You make it sound so dirty.” She wrinkled her nose.
“It was,” I whispered to her, turning on the charm. “They were filthy and dirty and sexy. I’m shocked that several of the older constituents didn’t keel over.”
“Don’t say that,” she admonished.
“Please.” I snorted. “I’ve been trapped in Costco talking to them. The senior citizens of this town are completely unfazed by anything. I need a drink and a cold compress after dealing with them.”
Meg laughed lightly. I wanted to bask in her happiness.
“Yeah, if I have to hear about people fishing dentures out of their nether regions, I might need to find a new career!”
“Don’t tell me,” I said. “Ida?”
Meg made a face, her eyes staring off into the distance. I snapped my fingers in front of her face.
She shook her head slowly. “I forgot to tell you something. You’re not going to like it.”
* * *
“Holy shit,”I said after a moment of basking in the horror that was Ida’s political ad. We had showered and changed and were now standing on the street along with a small crowd. “To be fair,” I said, “your tits look really good in that photo. If I’m not mistaken, that’s from the train ribbon cutting?”
“I’m shocked you remember,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “Considering you were barely coherent.”
“I was coherent enough to know that I wanted to come all over your tits.” I grinned at her and pulled her to me. “And if you really want to overpower a billionaire, I’m not going to say no. You in a little leather number, thigh-high boots… ten-ten, would fuck again.”
Meg shoved me slightly. But I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her.
“Do you want to go back to your apartment so we can try it out?”
“I don’t own anything like what you’re describing.”
“We can improvise,” I suggested as we headed to my car. I opened the door for her, and she slipped inside. Her legs parted slightly when she sat in my car, and she kept pulling at the hem of her skirt.
“Am I making you wet?” I asked, slipping on my sunglasses. “You want it. Admit it.”
“Just seems like an awful lot of work.”
“You don’t want to get all dressed up for your man?” I joked.
“You’re my man?” She raised an eyebrow.
“I’m all yours, Meg,” I said as my car zipped down Main Street. “Besides, you’re the one with all the kinky fantasies; I figured you’d be into it. We can get you one of the cute little hats.”
“Do you think this hat is cute?” she asked, fussing with her straw French hat decorated with flowers and a big bow.
