30“God, I want you, babygirl,” Harry Hill whispered after waking his First Concubine with a long kiss. Kissed in mid-dream and barely awake, Kate Hadley snuggled against his chest and lifted her long leg over his hip. She reached for him just as he slipped out from under her leg. “But we scheduled the plane for nine sharp, so it’ll have to wait.” He stood by the side of the bed. “Come on, at least we can share a shower.”
As he washed her back in the oversized shower stall, she asked him where they were headed.
“Los Angeles, sweetheart, then New York. Today it’s a round with the Grubners. They own maybe the largest stud farm west of Kentucky. Down near Santa Barbara.”
“Yipee-kai-yay! Another new client to rope in!” Kate joked, trying to ignore the new hole he’d just dug in the pit of her
