Page 60 of Dr. Sexypants

Dora dutifully waited for him to make a little nest for her—on his side of the bed—before giving him a kiss then circling three times and lying down.

“She already likes you better than me,” I lamented from where I still lay naked under the covers. “I think it’s only fair that you put her at the foot of the bed, between the two of us.”

He replied, “You can move her if you want,” knowing damn well I was too cozy to move. “I need to order her a dog bed.”

I kinda loved how much he cared about my dog. After all, she was my baby.

Still, I told him, “I can bring her bed over next time.”

He sat on the edge of the bed and released the suction on his prosthetics.

“Nah, that’s silly to have to lug that thing back and forth. I’ll just get one for her to keep here.”

“I don’t want you to waste your money.”

What happens when we stop coming over?

I kept that to myself. We’d just called a truce a few hours ago, why open that wound back up?

He continued his routine that I’d come to know: remove his artificial legs, wipe them down, then wipe his legs and add a special cream.

As he wiped the prosthetics, he looked over at me. “Are we going to the drone show together tomorrow?”

I winced before I shook my head. “I’m going to be running around making sure everything’s in place.”

“Yeah, but you’re not going to be doing that while the show is actually going on, are you? Surely, you’re going to be able to take time to watch it.”

“That’s true. How about you text me where you’re sitting, and I’ll come find you?”

He slid further onto the mattress to apply his lotion. “I’ll do that. But I’m happy to help if you need an extra body.”

“Nope. You’ll just get in my way, and then I’ll be grumpy with you.”

“I don’t like grumpy Kristy,” he stated before pulling the covers around him.

“Then don’t piss me off.”

That seemed like an easy enough solution.

“I’ll do my best.” His hand came around my waist, and he pulled me to him, growling in my ear, “Now get that sweet ass over here and let me spoon you.”

And I was more than happy to oblige.

Chapter Twenty

Justin

From my camp chair next to Rob and Katelyn in the park, I observed Kristy flitting around, making sure everything went according to plan.

She was cool under pressure, even when there seemed to be a problem with the permits and the flight crew was freaking out.

I fucking loved watching her take charge. She was in her element, and I was happy to sit back and let her do her thing.

A couple of times she caught my eye and smiled, but for the most part she was all business.

It was sexy as fuck.

Especially because I knew my little boss-lady was going to be submitting to me later.