“Because you won’t answer my questions if I don’t sleep with you. That sort of sounds like…extortion?”
He chuckled. “Only you would see it that way.”
“How do you see it?”
“As a way of us both getting what we want. You’re always free to sayno. But for an old guy, you definitely have more stamina than I’d expected.”
I pushed off him. “Old guy? Old guy?”
He grinned impishly. “Forty is close to over the hill.”
“Twenty-seven isn’t a young pup. How old is your mother?”
“Forty-nine. Why?”
“Is sheover the hill?”
“Of course not. She still does long shifts as a nurse. She still contributes.” He appeared to consider. “You know, you’re closer in age to my mother than you are to me.”
“Oh Jesus.” That hit. Hard. “Am I robbing the cradle?”
He chuckled. “Oh hardly. If you are, I’m choosing to be stolen.” He coaxed me closer. “Can I show you how young you actually are?”
I cocked an eyebrow. “And how, precisely, do you plan to do that?”
“Well, we’ll start by eating you out, and then I see myself fucking you into—”
I launched myself toward his head. I grasped his cheeks and sealed our mouths together.
Yeah, I’m game for this.
And so I was.
He edged me as he fucked me into oblivion—after having eaten me out.
In the morning, with great regrets, I had to leave. I gave him a blow job before I headed out.
Only later did I realize how few questions he’d actually answered.
Chapter Fourteen
Finn
Miriam slapped me on the back. “Holy shit, dude, that was amazing.”
We were back at the station, having just executed one of the toughest calls I’d ever been on. Extractions were brutal at the best of times. This one? Off the charts.
“Yeah, you should get a freaking medal.” Giancarlo beamed.
I removed my turnout gear and tried not to grin. “Okay, enough. Team effort.” These calls were always tough. Today’s was truly one for my,holy shit I really did thatbook. “I need a fucking shower.” I stank. I couldn’t remember ever having sweated so much. So much on the line and so little time to get everything done.
“Yeah, you go shower. I’ll heat up some pasta.” Miriam grinned. “Lasagna.”
“Oh God, my favorite.” I placed my hand on her biceps. “Thanks for this.” I gestured to Giancarlo with my chin. “You too, eh?”
“Yeah.” His dark-brown eyes shone brightly.
We did good.
