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“What? Why?” I demanded, sitting up.

“Wherever you’re taking me, we’re going earlier.”

“The appointment’s important.”

“It can wait until Monday,” she breathed as her pupils dilated. “James Bond.”

Surprised because she normally hated that I was an asset of theirs, I had to assume my spying on her didn’t piss her off…

Today, it turned her on?

Bump was clearly working on Team Dad again.

Reaching out, she tried to snag me around the back of the neck with the umbrella handle.

Recognizing that look she shot me, that breathlessness in her voice, I decided to own it, especially if my following her around didn’t trigger an argument.

Faster than the blink of an eye, I smirked at her as I snatched the umbrella from her grasp, flicked it around, then pressed it behind her back so I could draw her deeper into my hold.

She gasped as she unexpectedly found herself plunked onto my lap.

Her hands went around my neck as I tilted her forward, and she released another gasp when she felt my hard-on digging into her hip as I slipped my arms around her waist.

Blinking up at me, she rasped, “I like your moves, Mr. O’Donnelly.”

“They’re all for you, Mrs. O’Donnelly.”

Heat blossomed into being in her eyes. “How far away is the place you’re taking me?”

“An hour’s drive away.”

She wriggled on my lap. “That’s too far.”

Leaning forward to nip her chin with my teeth, I growled against the flesh. “The club?”

She nodded quickly. “Yes.”

Carefully helping her onto her feet, I dumped a twenty on the table for my espresso, grabbed Inessa’s hand, and shuffled her out of the coffee shop.

Because she wasn’t wearing crazy-high heels, it was easier than usual, and when we made it outside, I hailed my driver.

I didn’t like having a car, but I couldn’t deal with cabs.

Not being able to control how often they were cleaned was a nightmare, so this was my solution if I wasn’t sure what my wife was doing.

It wasn’t that I didn’t trust her.

I didn’t trust everyone else.

Plus, I liked watching her.

She was fascinating and more entertaining than anything movie producers could develop.

As I helped her into the car, I directed, “Take us to Elemental.”

Oisin nodded then merged us into traffic.

Knowing he couldn’t see her in the rearview mirror, but well aware that Inessa didn’t, I kept the privacy shield down as I encouraged her to spread her legs.


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