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“Only five o…”

I took a full handful of her ass in hly She threw her arms around my neck

I was drowning Getting drunk on her lips When it abruptly halted at the sound of Kennedy’s phone She wrangled herself free and dove on the chaise to grab it

“I need to take the call I’ve been expecting this all day”

“Go ahead,” I groaned

She held the phone to her ear “Renee? Oh God, what is it? What happened? Did they vote?”

I rubbed the side ofher walk to the end of the pool where the diving board was perched I lost the rest of the conversation I sat on the end of the chair

Minutes later she padded over in her bare feet “I’ht ahead of me”

“Everything all right?” I stood, towering over her

“No It’s not But I’ll handle it” She smiled “I always do”

“You won’t tell me what it is?” I asked

“No”

I studied her, wondering where this unfazed version of her had come from Paul told me she had been trained But the woman in front of me had instincts She had confidence and co to understand why they called her a queen It wasn’t an exaggeration or an honorary title She had the kind of fire in her eyes that would put men’s head on spikes

I retrieved the letter we had trampled and shoved it in my pocket “I’ll call my accountant tomorrow,” she explained “I am sorry about the mix up”

“I’ll ree with the contracts, but anization now”