“Would you like to wait and meet them? They should be back soon.”
“Uh….”
“All right, babe.” He tugged on my ear and smiled. “Another time. Mark.” He waited until I faced him. His lips were puffy from my kisses, and if his mother hadn’t been lying in that bed not three feet from us, I’d have had him up against the wall, his pants down around his ankles and my c**k up his ass.
He flushed, and I wondered if he’d been able to read my mind.
“Yeah, Quinn?”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’ll take this down with me, okay?” I picked up the bag with his mother’s coat.
“Thanks. I’ll meet you downstairs in about fifteen minutes?”
“Yeah, that’ll be good.”
And in fifteen minutes, he walked out the front entrance, got into my car, and I drove to Alexandria. At that time of night there was no tra
