“That is why you are the best,” I point at him, “Among other things.”
He blushes a deep red, and it’s always endearing to know someone in this house could still blush. He smiles again, and I can’t get over how much it changes his face. “How’s your broken p***y?”
My mouth pops open shocked that just came out of my sweet, timid Holden’s mouth, then I laugh. “It’s purring just fine.”
He laughs, and I soak in the sound. “Good.”
I wasn’t going to tell him I was sore this morning, in a good way. He was worried enough last night about hurting me; I wasn’t going to add to that.
I open my mouth, getting ready to ask him about what he told me when Micah walks into the office. “Will you tell your dipshit boyfriend that he can’t wear lime green to the f*****g gala?”
I knew he was talking about G
