“You can do all of this with just your two fingers,” I say in both a question of amazement and a comment of wonderment, my voice unsteady due to what he’s eliciting from deep inside me.
“I can do a hell of a lot more,” he replies, voice deep.
How can I resist that gorgeous baritone?
“Show me,” I whisper in anticipation.
I feel that thick cock of his against my thigh, and I begin to understand how exactly he’s about to show me…
* * *
Maddie calls me as Bishop has his arms wrapped tightly around me in bed. He’s asleep as my phone vibrates. I struggle against his cuddle to reach for my phone on the bedside table.
Maddie is practically breathless with hurried excitement when I answer.
“I’ve got a brilliant plan, Chloe.”
“Axel did tell me you’re cooking up something to do with Mom and your former boss…”
“Yes, I am.”
“Okay, I’m taking the bait. What is it?”
Maddie enthusiastically speeds through the plan.
“Alright, the deal is to hold a little party at Axel's and my place to celebrate the pregnancy. I’m going to invite both Astrid and Winston without them knowing the other is coming. Boom. Done. Get them together. It’ll be like a scene out of a romance movie. Imagine it.”
“I’m imagining it. Sounds like it’ll either go like a movie or like some viral video where Mom rejects the poor man in front of everyone and storms off…”
“It will work, trust me. Of course, for this party, I will want you to be there. To sing.”
My snort is loud enough to wake up Bishop. “Sing?”
“Well, you are a singer, aren’t you? You did just sign a contract with the biggest producer in music, haven’t you? I will love to hear you live, and I’m sure it’ll help the atmosphere for your mother to meet Winston again. Think about yourself being the composer for this romantic movie.”
“Wow, Maddie, you’ve got this all planned out, haven’t you? You’re one smart cookie.”
I can practically hear her smile through the phone. “Oh, yes I have. So what do you say? You in?”
44
BISHOP
I can see that Chloe is internally freaking the fuck out even before we pull up to the front door of Maddie and Axel’s.
“I’m here, Chloe.”
She looks up at me with her soft, pretty eyes and I feel a pang of care in my heart. “I know. Thanks, Bishop.”
“You gonna be okay?” I ask her.
She appears to be on the verge of hyperventilating, but she puts on a brave, stoic face for me. “Yeah. All good.”
“Because I’ll be right beside you. All the way.”
She nods, and I take that as my cue that she doesn’t want us to talk about her current state of nerves anymore. We head up to the front door.
Both Maddie and Axel answer.