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Holly’s dubious eye turned suspicious. “I thought there was no sex on complimentary dates.”

Baer jumped in to support her cousin. “Yeah, Little Skit, I thought there was no sex.”

“It’s not my fault you’re so boastful,” she said to him, then addressed Holly. “Sometimes he just won’t shut up about it.”

Her cousin’s suspicion wasn’t convinced. “His penis?”

“Yes,” she said. “Shocking, right? It’s my penis this, my penis that… all the time. Women go ga-ga for it apparently. I keep telling him that I’m more of a tongue girl, you know? All that incessant rutting and banging and thrusting—”

“Incessant?” Baer interjected and followed it with a cough of laughter. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”

Skimming her hand over his, she opened his fingers to link them. “Will you set us up?” When he didn’t respond, she pushed up enough to flutter her eyelashes. “Please, baby.”

“Usually I get a bonus for personal recommendations,” he said, his static expression giving little away.

Boosting higher, her lips grazed the shell of his ear. “I’ll come cook steak and eggs for you and Abel at breakfast.”

The boys would be at school, but she could bake something for them to enjoy when they got home.

Leaning back, she was proud of her suggestion.

He didn’t look impressed. “That’s not even in the ballpark of what I was thinking.”

Giving his thigh a sympathetic rub, her smile mirrored that mood. “You know the rules, Hound Dog.” It wasn’t a negotiation; she tipped her head to the side. “Would you like me to be grateful… or not?”

Grumbling something, he handed the phone he’d been messing with to her and took another from his pocket to type and swipe.

“Why does he have two phones?” Holly asked.

Shifting to give him space, Freya relaxed against the backrest. “That one’s work,” she said, bobbing her chin toward the one in his hand while she frowned at the game he’d been playing.

Unpausing it, she tried to complete the level.

“But that means… that’s personal,” Holly said. “Why are you on his personal phone?”

Uh… had she misstepped? She got no prompt from Baer, he didn’t even register Holly had spoken.

Turning the phone, she flashed a view of the screen at her cousin. “It’s a game.”

“Yeah, but you could… you know?”

She smiled. “Call his wife?” she asked. “Yeah, I guess I could.”

As though on cue, the phone in her hand rang. The word “Fam” appeared on the screen; she turned it Baer’s way. He bobbed his brows at it before returning to what he was doing on his other phone.

“Answer it,” he said. “I have to show Holly these profiles.”

Leaving his seat, he moved over to the other side of the limo to scroll through something with Holly.

Pressing receive, Freya did as requested. “Hello? Baer’s phone.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Freya?” came a child’s voice. “Is that Freya?”

Concern creased her brow. “Yes, honey. What’s up? Are you okay?”

Baer glanced up for just a moment, though his mouth kept moving, explaining whatever Holly was looking at.

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