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Nex shrugged. “Very well.” Kat didn’t register movement until she was against the wall, pinned by Nex’s body, his nose grazing hers. “Then prepare for a fun night because I’ve spent a great deal of time telling Frida how incredibly affectionate I am. Didn’t you know I was touch-starved as a child? Quite tragic. Now I need it more, or I get nervous and feel unloved. Thankfully, I have the sweetest girlfriend who’s so understanding and always gives me the attention I need.” The corner of his lips curled into a half-smile. “That means I’ll be touching youallnight. I hope you can handle that. We don’t want to raise suspicion with Frida.” He nuzzled her nose. “Do we?”
Chapter 7
Letting Loose
Fridabouncedandcheeredat Kat donning the matching pajamas Frida bought on her trip to Hawaii. An inside joke, it started when they were fifteen and sixteen, and their parents made them get matching pajamas, swimsuits, and shirts on a trip to Disney World. Both sets of parents were shocked when the girls said they were too old for such things. Unfortunately, they wore them anyway, and Frida had pictures.
Margarita in hand, Kat stood in the kitchen, wearing shorts way too short to wear in front of Nex, while Frida showed him the photos.
“Kitten,” Nex cooed as Frida went through the gallery on her phone. “You’re so adorable.”
Kat bristled and sipped her margarita.
“You have some too.” Frida looked up from her screen. “Where’s your phone?”
Kat leveled a glare at Nex. “Broken.”
Nex offered a guilty smile and continued scrolling. Kat downed her margarita, then filled her glass and shuffled away from the pair.
Aringannounced someone at the door. Kat went for her purse, but Nex strode past, gliding his hand along her back. “I told you I’m getting dinner.”
“With what money?” Kat whispered, following him with her wallet.
“Money’s a nonissue.”
He opened the door, handed over cash, and accepted the pizza and wings. Door kicked shut, he strode to the kitchen table, Kat on his heels.
Glancing back at Frida, she kept her voice low. “How is money a nonissue?”
“Human currency means nothing. Especially in this country.” Nex snapped his fingers, and hundred-dollar bills appeared in his hand. “It’s paper. I can make it myself.”
“You can’t make money.” Kat yanked his hand down before Frida saw. “That’s illegal.”
“I’m a demon, kitten. Laws don’t apply to me. Here, take it.” He offered the bills. “I don’t know how you can afford a house while working at a bookstore.”
“I don’t want it.” Kat swatted his hand. “I don’t have to pay for the house. It was my parent—” Kat took a deep breath and sat at the table. “My parents owned it. I only pay utilities and stuff. No mortgage.”
Eyebrows drawn together, Nex didn’t respond, just kissed the top of her head and called Frida over. Kat’s confusion at the affection was forgotten when he sat next to her and pulled her chair against his, draping her legs over his lap.
Frida giggled and sat across from them. “You guys are cute.”
“It’s easy to be cute with this one.” Nex set one hand on Kat’s bare leg and reached for pizza with the other. “One or two slices?”
“I can get my ow—” Kat stopped at Frida’s confused expression. “One is good.”
“Of course.” Nex gave Kat a side-glance. “Always need to be healthy, right?”
“Dude, you have no idea.” Frida grabbed a piece of pizza. “She does have a weakness for wings, though.”
Nex’s lips turned up. “Do you?”
Kat reached for the box of wings, put several on her plate, and pointedly ignored Nex’s stare.
As they ate, Kat tried to subtly remove her legs from Nex’s lap, but he held her in place. She stopped when she realized each attempt had him sliding his hand farther up her leg, almost going under her shorts. The longer his hand stayed on her thigh, higher than anyone had touched, the squirmier Kat became. More because she didn’t hate the feeling, and she should. Warmth spread through her, and the sensation made her antsy.
Feeling the heat radiating off her, Nex took advantage, rubbing circles in her leg until that heat spread through her body. He took it a step further when she finished her wings and was licking her fingers. He grabbed her wrists and licked the sauce off himself, sucking each finger into his mouth while maintaining eye contact. She stared at him with wide eyes as his tongue swirled around each individual finger. By the end, Kat was completely red and throbbing between her legs.
Holding her gaze, Nex kept his grip on her hands. He knew the effect he had on her.
