Ramona laughed. “No, she won’t. I’ll take care of that.”
Brandon continued to hurriedly and angrily dress. He stole glances at the cuddling women and wished he could join them. “I’m never doing early morning meetings again,” he muttered.
“I’ll save some for you tonight,” Ramona promised.
“See that you do,” he continued to mutter. “I don’t even have time for breakfast.”
“I can offer you some milk if you like,” Ramona giggled. Steffe was awake enough now to snort softly against Ramona’s breast.
“Thanks,” he said drily and walked out of the bedroom. There was some noise downstairs and soon they heard his car starting and backing out of the driveway.
“Now that he’s gone, you can stop for the moment,” said Ramona.
Steffe released her latch on the breast. “Why?”
In response Ramona just p
