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The fact that he mentioned it was aggravating. “After that speech I gave, you weren’t sure?”

“Not completely, no.”

“Maybe I ought to do the same thing to you.”

His brow wrinkled. “What’s that?’

“Try to bone you senseless, just to prove a point.”

“Whenever you’re ready,” he said with a laugh.

“It’s going to be a while,” I said.” I still can’t feel my legs.”

“We’ll need to get that resolved. If you’re never leaving me, I’ve got someone I want you to meet. And, I’m not carrying you.”

I liked the thought of meeting more of his friends.

“Well, then stop punishing me with sex.”

He scrunched his nose. “Forever?”

“No,” I said. “Just until we get back from wherever we’re going.”

Chapter Thirty-Six

P-Nut

I sat at the edge of the couch with my legs crossed and a bottle of beer dangling from my fingertips.

The sound of her muffled voice came from behind the bedroom door. “Ready?”

“I’ve been ready,” I shouted.

“Are you sure?”

“Damn it, Joey. My bones are getting brittle.”

The door opened. A flat-bottomed shoe extended beyond the door, and then a leg followed.

“I like what I see so far.”

Dressed in a blue sleeveless shirt and black yoga pants, she emerged into the hallway. The shirt accentuated her breasts, and stopped just shy of the waist of her pants. Her normally straight hair was curled into a big wad of fun.

She looked breathtaking. I stood up and swallowed heavily. “Jesus Fuck.”

“What? Bad?”

“Bad? There’s not a damned thing you’ll ever wear that’ll look bad. But some things will sure look better than others. That outfit’s one of ‘em.”

She spun in a circle. “Do you like it?”

She was the type of woman that could walk into any room and gather the attention of everyone within eyeshot, regardless of what she was wearing. Sometimes, however, she looked far better than others.

This was one of those times.

“I fucking love it. You look adorable.”

“Thank you. What do you think about the clothes? Do you think they make me look good?”