“I’d like that too, big boss Daddy.”
His eyes darken with lust. “You could be my sexy assistant.”
“I could wear short dresses around the office.” A quick glance confirms he won’t be bothered if I did want to wear a dress. I don’t normally, but role playing is fun.
He hums his approval. “I like the sound of that. ‘Mr. Byrnes, I need your help with a personal matter,’” he says in his big boss voice, and I giggle.
“How may I help you, sir?” My voice is high and breathy.
“Suck my tits,” he deadpans, and I laugh loudly before I do just that.
25
LEX
“Mr. Hart,” Judy says over the phone. “The police are here to talk to you.”
I knew this would happen eventually.
Rory squirms in my lap. He’s been sitting there making a blanket for the last few hours while I’ve been working.
“Should I go?”
“No, rabbit.” I kiss his head and stop him from getting up. “Send them in,” I tell Judy. “It was bound to happen. Just follow my lead.”
“Talk with police a lot?” he teases, and I wink.
There’s a polite knock, and Mal answers the door before stepping back to his post.
“Mr. Hart.” Detective Markowski offers his hand but stops when he sees Rory sitting on my lap. In his defense, he recovers quickly. “Rory, it’s nice to see you too.”
“Rory?” Detective Risch asks.
“Hi, Becky,” Rory answers brightly.
“What are you doing here?” She’s very surprised.
Rory looks to me, and I nod.
“Lex, Mr. Hart, is my boyfriend.”
“Really? And how did you two meet?”
“His brother has handled a few medical issues for me in the past,” I answer coldly.
“And how long have you been dating?”
“He’s been keeping me company for the last week since Brendan went home to care for our sick mother.” Rory emphasizes that point. “One thing led to another, and here we are.”
“That’s odd because, as far as we know, Mr. Hart is straight,” Jason muses.
“I’m sure you’re not here to talk about my client’s sexuality,” Mal growls protectively. “So ask your questions and don’t waste his time.” Jason startles and turns to face him. “I’m Malcolm Hart. Lex’s brother and lawyer.”
“Detective Jason Markowski.” They shake hands, and I’m sure Mal crushes his. “Would you rather be alone while we ask our questions?” Jason looks pointedly at Rory.
“No.”
He waits for me to say more but then shrugs.
