Page 95 of #Bossholes

A chair scrapes across the floor, Colin appearing in the kitchen like I summoned him with my thoughts. He sits on the other side of the island, staring at us, a look of amusement crossing his face before he pulls out his phone. He types for a minute and then the talk feature takes over and reads it to us. “Are your other boyfriends joining us for dinner?”

Kinsley turns bright red as she tries to pull away from me, but before I let her, I give her another quick kiss. She signs as she talks, but makes sure she talks slow enough and looks at him when she speaks. “I don’t have any boyfriends.”

Another lie. This one, however, I let slide. I doubt Colin will, though.

“Sure you don’t,” his phone reads. “And I’m Superman. At least Maverick cooks. What are we having?”

Kinsley’s eyes widen, and as she looks at me with so much apprehension on her face, I can’t help but laugh. “Chicken parmesan. I figured it would be safe.”

Colin nods. “With garlic bread?”

“Of course. I’m not a savage. Everything good to go for surgery? Your sister wouldn’t answer me.”

I wait several beats for him to type out his response. “Yep. I’m all clear. They said crowds will be tough, and I may not be able to listen to music. I just can’t wait to have a conversation like a normal hearing person. Being different sucks.”

“If we were all the same, the world would be a very boring place. Being different makes you stronger than everyone else.” I rest my arms on the island and lean toward him. “And if anyone gives you any trouble because of your hearing, I’ll kick their ass.”

“Aren’t you almost forty?”

“Say that again, and I might kick your ass.”

“Pretty sure it’s illegal to beat up minors.”

“I’m a lawyer; I pay other people to do my dirty work for me.” I pick up the meat mallet and point it in his direction. “Now prepare yourself for the best chicken parm you’ve ever had.”

“You’re ridiculous,” Kinsley mutters behind me, but Colin is all smiles, and that’s all the matters right now.

FORTY-EIGHT

Maverick

Kinsley standsand stretches her arms above her head. Her T-shirt creeps up her abdomen, exposing a delicious strip of skin. She is my kryptonite, and I want nothing more than to lay her down and feast on her for hours, but tonight isn’t about sex. It’s me wanting to do something nice for this woman I’m pretty sure I’m falling for.

I’ve never wanted to take care of a female before, but damn if I don’t want to do it for her. And that includes reluctantly making my way up to my apartment to jerk off in the shower and fall asleep in my bed all alone.

So, I stand, stretch my limbs, fully intending to be a gentleman, when she places her hand on my chest, her fingers curling in the fabric. “Maverick.”

The way she says my name has my dick hard in an instant, and I can’t help the groan that rumbles through my chest. “You’re making it real hard to leave, firecracker.”

“Who says you have to?” Her fingers walk up my chest, and the coy smile she gives has me throwing every good intention out the window.

“Are you inviting me to stay the night?”

She shrugs, completely oblivious that she has me by the balls. “Maybe.”

With one more of those devilish smiles, she takes off toward her room and like the chihuahua I am, I dutifully follow behind. At least from this vantage point, I can stare at the way her jeans mold around her perfect heart-shaped ass.

As soon as I walk in her room, she shuts the door behind us, flicks the lock, and leans against the wood. Her eyes roam up and down my body and she nibbles on the nail of her thumb. “There’s something I want to try.”

“What is it?”

“Well…” Her eyes flick down to my cock, and her tongue darts out, licking across that pouty bottom lip. “I’ve never… I want to taste you.”

My entire body is on edge at her implication. The thought of her on her knees, my cock sliding down her pretty throat almost has me coming in my pants like an overly hormonal teenage boy.

But I need her to confirm before I take it out and wave it at her face. “You want to suck my dick?”

Please, for the love of all things holy, let her say yes.

---