Page 99 of Beyond the Badge: Nox

“Do you need to look that up?”

This woman.“No. I know what it means.” She probably picked that term up from her kids, too.

“Good. Then let’s boink. But I have one requirement first…”

He braced, unsure what the hell was going to come out of her mouth next.

“We’re not doing it standing up again.”

“We’re not?” Was there a cot in the closet that he didn’t know about?

She shook her head and grabbed one of the metal chairs, unfolded it and set it in the center of what little empty floor space existed in the storage area. She pointed to the seat. “Pants down and sit.”

His mouth gaped for a second before he snapped back into his former military self. “Yes, ma’am!”

“So, youdoknow how to take orders…”

“Of course I know how to take orders—I’m an Army vet—but that doesn’t mean I always follow them.”

“You just gave me another piece of your puzzle.”

“That wasn’t a secret. But I’m warning you now, my puzzle does have a few missing pieces.”

“I’m good at finding them.”

He didn’t doubt that.

“You’re still standing there,” she observed.

“So are you,” he countered.

“I have nowhere to sit until you do.”

His gaze hit the chair, then flicked between the two of them. “I really don’t want to die while locked in a storage closet in a community center.”

“I’m not going to fuck you to death.”

He was impressed by how seriously she said that. “I was more worried about that chair holding us.”

She studied it. “I won’t ride the chair. I’ll only ride you.”

“I guess that’ll work.”

“No guessing needed.”

“You’ve done this before.”

“Not on a metal folding chair.”

“That’s my worry.”

“My legs are long enough that I don’t need to put all my weight on you.”

His gaze skimmed her endless legs. “That they are. Do you need to remove the skirt, or can you shimmy it up?”

“Shimmy it up over my hips? I’m going to have to remove it.” She turned and gave him her back, then only stood there. “Well?”

“Well?” he repeated.

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