CHAPTER 22
VIKING
Her words hit him like a full-body blow. She’d never slept with Morelli? That didn’t make a lick of sense. Then she uttered a mewl like a kitten and slumped against his chest.
He froze. “What did you just say?”
“I never got to play Captain Hook with Vik.” She sounded forlorn.
He grabbed her chin and tipped back her head. “No, before that,” he urged. Elena’s head rolled, and he pushed it back onto his shoulder.
“I like pirates,” she slurred, eyes remaining shut.
He carried her across the dance floor, went downstairs, and walked to their apartment. There he punched the button of the elevator.
Suddenly Elena’s eyes opened. Her eyelids were still heavy. She fidgeted on his lap until she found a nice spot for her ass on top of his groin.
“Stop moving,” he growled.
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