Maverick grinned. “So, you enjoy this arrangement we have?”
“The same as you do.”
“Is it the sex or the risk?”
“Both.”
“Honest.”
“Always,” I said.
“So, we’re going to keep fooling around?” Maverick asked.
“Do you want to?” I asked.
“Right now again?”
“Can’t right now,” I said. “I’ve got work. You’ve got practice.”
“You know my schedule, sweetie?” Maverick asked as he smiled. “Trying to find time for me to fuck you?”
I pulled my hand from his and leaned down.
I put my mouth an inch from his.
Then I whispered, “We both work for the same person, remember? Of course I know your schedule. I have to take pictures of you.”
“Clothed or naked?” Maverick whispered.
I laughed and walked away.
I guess it was safe to assume Maverick and I were secret friends with benefits.