#Chapter239
/"When do we leave?/" I roll onto my stomach to watch him. He yanks on sweatpants and throws a T-shirt over his head, covering up that gorgeous expanse of tattooed lusciousness. He’s obviously changed his mind about having the shower right now.
/"After you eat baby. I’ll have the housekeeper pack up food for the trip, still can’t have you flying so it’s a long drive back. Jefferson is coming with the Lexus so I can sit with you in the back./" He picks up a gray bathrobe and throws it beside me with a raised and suggestive eyebrow.
Hmmmm sexy back seat time. I like this idea.
/"You’re very bossy this morning Mr. Carrero. I like seeing some of the old you kicking in./" I giggle as he comes crawling quickly across the bed to haul me onto my back, kissing me passionately. Caging me in with those glorious muscles assaulting me with his very sexy essence, like a strong aftershave folding in around me.
