Me:Hey, it’s Bishop. I have an issue I’ve been told you might be able to help with. Give me a call when you have time to talk.
I leavethe screen open for a few minutes to see if she’s going to respond right away, but when Remy walks into the room, avoiding the salt line like a pro, I put my phone on the table and admire his post-workout glow. Damn, the man is perfection. His hair is damp with sweat, making his blue eyes stand out even more than usual.
“What are you up to?” His breathing is labored, making his chest rise and fall rapidly.
“I just got off the phone. Are you done punishing yourself for the day?”
“This isn’t punishment, doll. I’m just doing the necessary work.” He comes a little closer and grabs my hand to pull me up to my feet. Once I’m out of my seat, he plops his ass into it and tugs me back into his lap. Remy lets out a heavy sigh before telling me, “Someday, not too far in the future, my only job will be cooking dinner and taking care of you. I’ll get all squishy and soft, and you’ll always have to be on top because I’ll have a bad back.”
“Wow, you’ve put some thought into this,” I tease. I can’t see Remy ever getting squishy or soft, even though I wouldn’t mind.
“Especially the part about you being on top.” He pats my leg. “What’s on the agenda for today?”
“I’m going to go back to the Doby place. I want to check on Aisling and talk to her about some other things.”
“I have some stuff today. Are Gray and Felix going with you?”
I’m instantly curious about what he has going on. “Gray said he could come. I haven’t talked to Felix about it. What’s onyouragenda?” I settle a little deeper into his embrace.
“I’m supposed to see my agent, but if you need me to go with you, I can,” he offers, almost sounding hopeful.
“No, you take care of your stuff,” I urge.
Remy rolls his eyes. “He always wants me to pick up more sponsors. It gets on my fucking nerves.”
“You poor thing. Everybody wants this face.” I take hold of his chin.
Remy snorts. “He almost had me roped into endorsing an apothecary that specializes in dick enhancements. He told me it was for male body positivity.”
I cover my giggle and smile with my hand. “What tipped you off? Was it when they wanted a close-up of your third leg? He probably thinks you use them yourself and wouldn’t mind promoting it.”
“Come to think of it, the wardrobe chick was awfully handsy.” When my jaw drops and I give him a glare, he pulls me to his chest. “I’m teasing. You’re the only one I let near my custard launcher.”
“Hecate, I don’t want to know what I just walked into.” Felix dutifully steps over the salt line as he enters the room. “Gray asked me to tell you he’d be down soon.”
“Thanks.” I notice the way his long-sleeved shirt fits just tight enough to hint at what’s underneath while hiding so much at the same time. I get a little bit of a thrill knowing I’m one of the only people who gets to see all of him. Damn, he’s sexy.
Felix is completely unaware that I’m ogling him as he walks over and leans against the table. “Are you two going somewhere?”
“He’s going to go with me to see Aisling.”
Felix nods as if he expected that answer. “I’ll join,” he tells me.
“Damnit,” Remy curses.
“What’s his problem?” Felix tilts his head toward Remy.
“He can’t play today. He has work.” I pat Remy’s arm.
“Maybe next time, champ,” Felix taunts. Before Remy can voice a snide response, my phone vibrates, and Nash’s name is displayed on the screen.
I snatch it up quickly as if she’ll hang up if I don’t answer it right away. “Who’s Nash?” Remy asks as I hit the green icon.
“Hello?”
“Hey there, Bishop. Already realized how much you need me?” she replies in a friendly tone.
I grin. “What can I say? I’m lost without you.”
