Chapter Forty-One

“You gonna stick by me?”

“Maybe…”

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Somehow Letty managed to get Vince out of the room without me killing him. I still don’t remember exactly how she did it. What I remember is her lips on mine, soft, tender…totally different from her usual impatience.

“You really mean that?” she asked a few minutes later.

“Mean what?” I replied, not quite knowing what she was talking about.

“What you told Vince… I’m your…everything?”

I almost laughed. “Yeah,” I said, slowly, running my hands up her sides. “You are. Don’t you know that? Don’t you see it?”

“Yeah, I do,” she replied, looking up at me. “It’s just…you know, you never really said it before…”

“Well…I’m saying it now,” I said as I brushed a stray piece of hair off of her face, letting my hand linger against her cheek. She turned, kissed my palm as I continued. “So…you gonna stick by me?”

“Maybe…” she laughed, her voice muffled by my hand. “Only one thing you gotta do.”

“Yeah?” I growled as Letty reached around me to grab my ass, knowing what she wanted. “And what would that be?”

“I think it’s time you finished giving me that massage,” she smirked as she pulled me towards the bed.