The Mane Event
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I bet.
Dont be jealous.
Im not. I just think its sad were fighting over one cookie and Ive got a whole package of them right there.
Oh. You do.
Ronnie made a move for the cookies, but he held her back.
I want another cookie. Now!
Okay. On one condition.
She leaned back and stared down at him. This doesnt involve me wearing a full nurses uniform with spiked heels, does it?
Not tonight, no.
Latex? Furry handcuffs? Entertainment involving me, a vibrator, and
Please stop. Brendon ordered his cock to behave and it pretty much laughed at him. Those things will be for later. Maybe even tonight if he could track down the nurses uniform. Right now, I want you to promise me something.
What?
He had to proceed cautiously here. If you have to leave for any length ofuhtime, youll let me know.
She reared back, and if he hadnt had a firm hold of her, she probably would have bolted. That sounds like a commitment.
No, no, he said quickly, already smelling her panic. Not a commitment. A courtesy. Thats all. The polite thing to do. Southerners, from what he could tell, were big on courtesy and politeness. You wouldnt want me to worry if you and Sissy Mae are only off shopping, would you? Especially with all this stuff going on with my brother.
Youre not asking me to stay forever, are you?
Nope. Just let me know when youre heading off somewhere. That way if shes leaving him, he can convince her to stay forever.
He could be very persuasive when the situation called for it.
This is so you wont worry, right?
Right.
Not because youre expecting me to settle down with you or anything.
Never, he lied. Unfortunately, there were times when a man needed to lie to his woman. The wild look of panic in her eyeslying was very important at the moment. He needed to lure her over before he pounced and made Ronnie his forever.
Okay. That Ill agree to. And just that, she tacked on with a large amount of unnecessary vehemence.
Perfect.
Are we now done with this frightening conversation?
Yes.
Good. I want more cookies.
Get your own damn cookies.
Give me those cookies or Ill kick your Yankee ass.
Laughing, his hands sliding along her naked body, You know there are much nicer ways of getting me to give you thosecookies.
Oh. She blinked. Youre right.
Before Brendon could move, Ronnie pulled out of his arms and turned to face away from him.
Ronnie, what are you
Suddenly he had a face full of her pussy and Ronnies mouth around his cock. She sucked, causing his eyes to roll back into his head, then wiggled her ass a bit.
Get to work, hoss, she said after releasing him with a wonderful pop sound. We get done here, we can tussle over the cookies some more.
Brendon gripped her hips and pulled her lower. You know, sexy, he sighed before taking her to heaven, I love tussling with you.
Ronnie groaned deep and long when he pushed his tongue inside her. Me too, hoss, she panted out. Lord in heaven, me too.
Chapter Thirteen
R onnie was kind of surprised she could walk at all as she made her way out into Shaws living room. Room service had already delivered a huge breakfast, and tightening the belt around her Kingston Arms robe, she sat at the table across from Shaw. He had the Wall Street Journal in front of his face, and there was something amazingly domestic about it all. It shocked her she still hadnt made a run for it. She would have before.
Pouring herself a cup of coffee, she checked under the silver covers keeping the food either hot or cold.
When Ronnie found a big bowl of plain yogurt under one of those covers, she nearly squealed. Tossing some fresh fruit over the yogurt, she picked up the bowl and spoon and sat down in the chair. Shed finished off half the bowl by the time Shaw lowered his paper and looked at her.
Raising one eyebrow, You didnt think to offer me any?
Ronnie shook her head. Nope.
How many times do I have to tell you, kings of the jungle eat first.
And She-wolves love to chase cats into trees, then laugh and laugh. So dont push me.
Grinning, he picked up a slice of thick-cut bacon. So what do you want to do today?
Dont you have to work or something?
I am working. Im staying out of my staffs way. They love when I do that.
Youre one of those nitpicky bosses, arent you?
Damn right I am. I know what I want. I wont take any less.
She refused to comment on that one. Not when he had that intense look again with those gold eyes locking on her.
Do you like museums? he asked. We can check out a few. Then I can fuck you in the Guggenheim bathroom.
Such respect for the artists.
I try. He stared at her. You look good in my robe, sexy.