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“Gabby.” I rolled my eyes at her joke and she just laughed.

“I’m at Jameson’s house.” Jameson Hughes was the billionaire owner of Wicked Chords the recording label that signed Rebellious Dynasty and made them what they are today. It was fitting that she got assigned his studio and house considering she’s been a fan of the band and of Jameson Hughes since the beginning.

“His house? What are you doing there now? I thought you cleaned his house while he was at work, and the studio at night?”

“Normally I do. He’s out of town right now, though, so I didn’t think he would mind if I waited until tonight.”

I sat down on Oliver’s comfy couch and pulled my knees up to my chest. “How do you know he’s out of town?”

“I saw a note on his desk when I was there last night.”

“Gabby! You went through his things? You know Mom doesn’t allow that.” Like I could really talk since I’ve been swimming in the Blake pool for months when nobody was here.

“No, Luna, I did not go through his things,” I could hear the sarcasm in her voice, “However, I do clean his office. It was sitting on there on his desk, in plain sight. I couldn’t help but read it.”

i should have known, Gabby was not a rule breaker by nature, that was more my speed. “Well, when do you think you will be home?” I asked. I really needed to talk to Gabby and earning another punishment was worth it if I could meet her back at the house and talk this out without getting distracted by sex.

“Why? You already back from your date with your sexy daddy?”

I could hear the laughter in her voice and groaned.

“Oh God. I never should have told you about that Gabriella Reyes!” She just laughed harder.

“Ah, Luna, don’t be angry. If I had a man who looked like that and wanted to give me multiple orgasms, and his only requirement was that I call him daddy, I would do it in a heartbeat.”

“Really?” I whispered in disbelief. Gabby didn’t answer and it was silent on the other end of the line. I checked my phone to see if the call was still connected or if I’d lost her. It said we were good, so I asked again. “Gabby, would you really call him daddy?”

I heard her draw in a deep breath before she answered, “You better believe it, Sissy. If I found a man like your Oliver, one who wanted to love and cherish me, spoil me the way he does you, I would call him whatever the hell he wanted.”

I laughed. I loved that my sister was so confident in her her needs and wants. If only I could have that same confidence, “He doesn’t love me, but thank you, Gabs.”

“He would be stupid not to.”

She said gently and that made me smile. “Now, I need to finish up here, but I will be home soon, okay? Give me half an hour?”

Half an hour was perfect. We might pull up to the house at the same time. I just needed to sneak out of Oliver’s house first. “Okay. Be safe.” I said quickly and quietly getting up from the couch.

“Always.” She said before disconnecting the call.

I got up and quietly snuck back into the bedroom for my clothes. Instead of changing out of his tee shirt that I’d slipped on, I just grabbed my clothes.

When I got to the front door, I hesitated. I didn’t want him to wake up and find me gone again. I turned back around to go back and tell him I needed to go home, but I didn’t have to go far. He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his thick muscled chest.

“I was going to come tell you I was leaving.”

“I’m sure your backside thanks you for that, Sprite. Everything ok?”

“Yeah.” I smiled, “Just need to be with my sister for a bit.”

The look he sent me was knowing. “I understand. Come give me a kiss before you go.”

I smiled and moved to him, allowing him to wrap me in his arms and kiss me breathless. It was crazy how much I wanted to beg him to take me back to bed and make love to me for the rest of the night. If I hadn’t told Gabby that I would see her in a little bit, then I would have let him cart me back to bed until he made me scream his name again.

“I like seeing you in my shirt almost as much as I like seeing you naked.”

I laughed, “Almost.”

“No fancy lingerie needed, just put on my shirt and I’m hard as a fucking rock.”


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