"Super G…"
"Superior Genies."
"So, the Super G doesn't stand for Super Gio?" She asked while staring at him with a slight smile. She was flirting a little—but also safely so that if it turned out badly, she could quickly retreat.
His eyes locked onto hers as if he had picked up what she was throwing down.
"I've been called Super G…but that is outside of my professional duties. Now," he slapped his hands together until they made a soft clap. "I am going to heat up your dinner. Please feel free to change into something comfortable. Will you prefer to be served on the terrace or in the dining room? Or, is your preference to be served in the bedroom?"
Wetness seemed to rush to Sidney's nether regions. She stared into his unflinching amber eyes but then slowly looked down. She was too muc
