I was lying on the bed beside her, huffing and puffing like a freight train, when my phone went off. I can't catch a break in this joint.
"It's me."
"Boss, we've got trouble."
"What kind of trouble?" I looked down at the woman on my chest. Too often here of late, I've been hitting it and running with no cuddle time in between, and I knew she needed that s**t.
I lifted her head off my chest and laid it on my pillow instead. She was out cold anyway, so I didn't feel too guilty. She sighed and burrowed deeper into the pillow as I headed out of the room.
"Brand's woman's people are here."
"We've got a leak. There's no way they could've known we had her this soon. Keep their asses outside. I don't want them inside." I smelt like s*x, so I had to detour to the bathroom to clean myself up.
