He chuckled lightly. “I’m glad they are the good kind.”
“Same here.”
Their precious moment was interrupted by a knock at the door. Lacey called from the other side, “I’m sorry. Tar, Mitch called. He needs to meet with you immediately.”
“Thanks, Lacey. Tell him I’m on my way.”
“Okie dokie.”
Keeley showered before finding her sister in the living room. She leaned over and grabbed the e-reader from her hands, shocked at the words. “Oh, my God. You’re reading smuuuuuuut!”
“Is not smut,” Lacey said defensively.
“Soooo is,” she sang out, teasing.
“Give it back,” Lacey held out her hand.
“Does your husband know you’re reading this?”
“Yes,” she responded with an indignant glare. “Sometimes we read it to each other.”
“He is a kinky bastard,” she chortled.
“And all mine,” Lacey added. “Now, may I please have it back?”
Keeley shook her head as she placed it back into her sister’s hand. “I don’t get why you two need that stuff. I mean, E is a virile man with major kink.”
Lacey grinned. “He is that. But it’s fun role playing.”
“Ah, now that makes perfect sense. Maybe I should try it with Tar.” Her brows rose with naughty thoughts dancing through her mind.
Lacey snapped her fingers. “Thinking you might like it a little too much.”
Keeley snatched a throw pillow and smacked her sister in the face. “Shut the hell up.”
Both women were giggling and having a full-blown pillow fight when E entered the room. He didn’t hesitate to jump into the fray. An all-out war was ensuing. E decided he was done playing nice and began to tickle Lacey. She squealed and squirmed underneath him, wakening his cock. The naughty glint in her eyes told him it was time to move this to a more private venue. He stood, yanking her up then over his shoulder in a fireman carry. She tried to fight but he swatted her ass, stilling her struggles. He called out, “Talk to ya later, Kee,” as he walked down the hall.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” she teased, hearing the bedroom door close.
Her sister’s screams of delicious pleasure told Keeley it was time to vacate for a while. She grabbed the keys, sitting on the breakfast bar, and decided a walk would do her some good.
Keeley was enjoying the sunshine and sights, trying her best not to dwell on things. She crossed the street toward a little park when she noticed Ms. Jones and Leith in a tense discussion. Oh shit. She wanted nowhere near that woman. Still unable to place her, but Keeley knew something was off. “Fine. I’ll do it!” Leith roared at Ms. Jones.
She turned with a smug look on her face, catching Keeley’s gaze. What was it about those eyes? They were familiar. Keeley attempted to make small talk. “How are you, Ms. Jones?”
“Very well. Thank you.” She glanced back at Leith, “I’ll see you later,” then walked over to a car waiting for her.
After Ms. Jones was gone, Leith grabbed Keeley’s arm. “We need to talk.” He dragged her into a bar. The smell of alcohol nearly knocked her on her ass. “What’s your poison?”
Keeley licked her lips. She could swear the taste was on the tip of her tongue. Get it together. “I don’t drink,” she willed the words from her mouth.
“Then I’ll have one for you.” He carried the draft beer and shot of whiskey to the furthest table in the darkest corner.
Bad things happened when people couldn’t see you. “Can’t we sit closer to the front?”
“Hell no. I don’t want anyone overhearing us.”
“‘Kay.” She nodded, following the irritated man. Something told her she wasn’t going to like what he had to say.
He downed his boilermaker before speaking. “We have to go back.”
“What? Where?”
“Where the hell do you think, Disneyland?”
Her eyes widened. “Oh, hell no!”
“Shhh, lower your voice,” he warned.
“I can’t do it. I can’t go back there.”
“Well, sweetheart, you don’t have a fucking choice.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. We are in all the damn way, and there’s no escape until my boss says so.”
“Find another girl.”
“Wish it were that simple. But you have been requested.”
“Noooooooo. I’m telling you, pull me from the secretive assignment.”
He lunged over the table, grabbing her chin and yanking her forward. “Listen up, because I’m not repeating myself. You will go back as many times as it takes. And you will follow orders. Clear.”