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“I know the drill, Cam”

She tried to pull away, so I tightened my arms “You mad?”

“No Frustrated”

“Well, we’ll pick up where we left off when I get back”

Trix rolled her eyes and pulled away “I’m not sexually frustrated,” she called over her shoulder as she walked toward the kitchen

“Better not be after the way you cao!”

“Oh, shut it,” she gru me smile

I went back to the spare rooet dressed, and by the ti with her hands full by the front door

“What’s all this?” I asked in surprise

“Ha a small pink cooler into my hands

“Uh—”

“You didn’t have lunch”

“Sweetbea—”

“I know you don’t wanna bring that pail into the clubhouse, but I didn’t want your sandwich heating up in your saddlebags since I put mayo on it So, I don’t know, just pull it all out before you go in or somethi—”

I cut off her words with my mouth

Jesus

I had to bail on her right after we’d had sex for the first ti me off with lunch? Who was this woman?

“You’re the perfect old lady,” Iher jerk back

“That’s just what every wo

“Hell, yeah, it is,” I said, pulling her back to me