Page 19 of Deuce

Fuck.No way we’d been that long.

I frowned down at Sophia.“I assume that’s your BFF.How did she get in the house?I had it locked down tight.”

Sophia looked confused.“She knows where the spare key is hidden.”

Seriously?She left a key outside?“Under the doormat?”

“No.”She frowned, taking a step back from me.“I’m not an idiot.”

I shook my head.“I didn’t say you were.I’m just saying it’s not a great idea to leave a key anywhere outside until we get this thing under control.”

I could see the emotions chasing each other across her face before she let out a heavy sigh.“You’re right.I didn’t even think about it.It’s in one of those magnetic things.I stuck it on the steel supports of the carport.I painted it black so it’s practically invisible even if you’re looking directly at it.”She paused, and a ghost of a smile crossed her lips.“Dad came up with that when he found out I had it under a rock by the front door.”

I was starting to think I needed to meet this dad of hers.Sounded like my kind of guy.

“Sophia?Where are you?”The woman sounded impatient.

Sophia jumped out of the shower and slammed the ensuite door shut.Grabbing a towel from the rack, she wrapped it around herself and pivoted to stare wild-eyed at me.“We need to get dressed!”

I bet that was how she looked when she was a toddler and she got caught doing something naughty.Her eyes were wide, and her wet hair stuck out at odd angles.No makeup, and that fluffy bath towel clenched tight to her as if it could somehow ward off the incoming problem.

She locked her gaze on me, one finger pressed to her lips to keep me silent.Lifting her head, she hollered, “You’re early, Janet.I’m in the shower.Give me five minutes.I’ll be right down.Grab yourself a coffee.”

“Sure.”Janet’s voice was laced with laughter.“Then you can tell me all about the guy that fits in these size fourteen boots.Is he scrubbing your back for you?”

Sophia shook her head, giving me an apologetic look.“Too late to quietly sneak out the back door now.”

I grinned.This was way more fun than I’d had in ages.“I didn’t plan on it, darlin’.”

She rolled her eyes.“I warned you about her.I should have known she’d show up early just to catch us.”

“I’m a big boy.”I turned the water off and slicked my hair back with my hands.“I’m fine with her asking questions.Whether or not anything happened is none of her business unless you want to tell her.”

I stepped out of the shower stall.The closed ensuite door emphasized just how small the room was.I caged Sophia against the counter, one arm on each side, and proceeded to ravish her mouth.She wound one arm around my neck and opened her mouth, participating enthusiastically.When we finally came up for air, she had the stunned look of a woman who had been well and truly kissed.I liked that look on her.

I grabbed a towel from the overhead rack and secured it around my waist.Opening the door with a flourish, I gestured.“After you, darlin’.”

Ducking under my outstretched arm, Sophia strode into the bedroom, towel wrapped firmly around her.“Can’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“I think I can handle one nosy woman.”I toweled myself off and reached for my jeans.

Sophia turned to me and chuckled.“I’ll remind you of that after Janet gets her claws into you.”

I found my borrowed shirt and pulled it on before strapping my shoulder holster in place.Sophia eyed the gun doubtfully.“Do you really need to wear that?”

“I do.Don’t worry.I have a concealed carry permit.”I donned my cut which mostly hid the weapon.“You did know I was a biker, right?”

She didn’t bother to answer, turning to grab a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt out of the closet.I sat down on the bed, leaning back on my hands as she rummaged through a drawer and snagged some fluffy bits of lace.

Dangling the lace from one hand, she pivoted to face me, arching her brows.“Are you just going to sit there and watch me get dressed?”

“Planned on it.”I eyed up the bits of lace.“Not as much fun as watching you take it all off, but I’m good for now.”

“Really.”She let go of the towel and it floated down to her feet in slow motion.Kicking it aside, she held my gaze as she grasped one bit of lace between her teeth and stepped into the other, pulling the black thong up to her hips.Pivoting, she wiggled her ass seductively and adjusted the thin straps over her hips before twirling around to give me an eyeful of generous breasts bouncing unconfined, just begging me to pay attention to them.

I took a deep breath and ran my tongue around my suddenly dry lips.

Sophia smiled knowingly, dropping the remaining scrap of lace into her hands and wrapping it around her chest.The bra fastened in the front and barely managed to contain her ample breasts.“Like it?”

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