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Hell yes, the Marine came through. Oorah!
“Oh, you’re lucky,” she murmured with her face buried in his chest.
“Not going to say you’re wrong.” His body shook.
Was he laughing?
She glanced up to see him still grinning. He also looked a bit relieved.
After he slowly lowered her feet to the floor and took a step back, he slipped off the full condom.
Holy shit, this hot as fuck man with the awesome cock made her forget something important. “Fuck. My gun’s still on the porch. And as you can see…” She swept a hand down her bare body.
Not that it would take much for her to dress, but what was the fun in that?
One side of his mouth pulled up. “Stay here. Don’t move.”
“I have to move so you can open the door.”
“Don’t go far.”
“I’m naked. I’m not going to flitter through the woods in the light of the moon like a forest fairy.”
“Are fairies usually naked?”
“No idea. Haven’t come across one yet.”
He shook his head. After shifting away from the door enough to give him room to slip outside, he returned not thirty seconds later with her holster in hand. At least he wasn’t holding the used condom in the same hand.
Maybe it was good there weren’t cameras on the cabins yet.
Since he immediately locked the door again, she took that as a strong indication he was in no rush to kick her out.
He set her Glock next to his wallet on the small table by the door. “Now where were we?”
She pointed to herself. “Me naked.” Then pointed at him. “You not.”
“Let’s head to my bedroom so we can solve that. I need to do a detour to get rid of the evidence.” He lifted the tied-shut condom.
“Or you could let me have it, in case I need your DNA. You never know when I’ll need to blackmail you to keep you in line.”
“That pussy’s enough to keep me in line.”
The man had jokes. “Oh, it’s got skills?”
His hazel eyes flashed. “Damn sure does.”
Reaper normally came off as serious, so for him to be playful was such a damn turn-on.
“I’d say show me the way, but I know where your bedroom is.” Plus, the cabins weren’t very big and all had an open floor plan.
As they headed toward the primary bedroom, he did a quick stop in the kitchen area to dispose of the evidence. “So, it’s you who stands in the corner at night watching me sleep.”
She snorted. “Damn. Busted.”
He barked out a laugh.
They stepped in his room and the second he switched on the lights, she glanced around. The room was lacking any personal stuff. It was so damn clean and neat it was almost like he didn’t live there.