Page 112 of Crazy Love

My whole body tightens, and my head falls back. I try to stay quiet as I come apart, shuddering.

I hear his breath hitch and a sharp curse. “Fuck.”

My breath slows, my body going lax. “That was…”

“So fucking hot,” he finishes. “I miss you even more though, if that’s possible.”

I smile, heart thudding again.

“I love you,” he says.

“I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that. I love you too.”

“You look good. Are you okay?” he asks.

“I am,” I say, still a little dazed. “We’ve missed you so much, but it’s been a really good weekend.”

“I’m glad. So glad.” His gaze is so warm it makes my insides melt.

“You okay?”

He chuckles low. “Better than I’ve been all weekend.”

I sigh, a slow smile taking over my face. “Hurry home.”

“I’m already counting the hours.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

LITTLE VIXEN

PENN

I’m barely through the door when Jezebel launches at me like a naked demon from the pits of hell.

“Ahh!” I yell, stumbling backward as I try to avoid a full-frontal assault from the hairless cat of my nightmares. Who the hell thinks these things are cute?

I jump as she slinks her body along my legs and try to stand as still as possible.

“Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm,” I tell myself.

She does one more swipe of her skin along my legs before walking to the couch. Once she’s perched on the back of the couch, she stares at me with those beady alien eyes, her tail whipping behind her like a weapon. The wrinkles on her body glisten in the sunlight. My head tilts. She looks…fuller.

“Hey!” Addy comes up behind me and wraps her arms around my waist, kissing the back of my neck. “Welcome home.”

I turn and kiss her. “God, it’s good to see you.”

She grins up at me and gives me another kiss. “It’s good to see you too.”

I feel eyes on me and glance at the cat. “Why do I feel like she’s flashing me?” I squint at her. “And what’s with her…boobs?”

Addy chokes back a laugh. “Penn,” she wheezes.

“I’m serious!” I gesture helplessly toward the cat, who stretches out and somehow makes the whole situation worse. “They’re huge!” I lean closer and instantly regret it. “And saggy.”

Addy snorts. “Don’t be hating on my girl’s saggy breasts!”

She approaches the couch, crouching down to inspect Jezebel. The cat meows and starts licking her shoulder, completely oblivious to the fact that she’s scarring my retinas.

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