Chapter 18
The sound of knocking took a while to penetrate Andy’s sleeping brain. He considered ignoring it, but anyone who took the time to climb up the stairs to their front door and knock probably had some sort of reason for it. He checked the time—barely past eight A.M. Trick would want to be walked soon anyway. He groaned and rolled upright, wincing a little at the stinging ache in his ass. After two days of keeping Billie close at hand, they’d caved to her begging and let her have a sleepover at Kendra’s. Without her inhibiting presence, their lovemaking the previous night had been…vigorous.
Andy grinned at the memory and grabbed his sweats.
“Mmf?” Scooter mumbled.
“Someone at the door,” Andy told him.
One storm-gray eye opened. “Billie?”
“Still at Kendra’s. If anything was wro
