Lorne watched as the unusual woman walked out of the room. He set the tape measure down and adjusted the front of his jeans. His balls were still throbbing from that hit of hers. Pulling out his cell phone, he quickly unlocked it and slid his finger across the screen. Within seconds, a husky voice on the other end answered.
“It’s true,” Lorne said quietly.
“Security?” the voice asked.
“I’ll take care of it. I should warn you, she’s a fighter,” Lorne murmured.
“What happened?” the voice on the other end demanded. “You were not to engage.”
“She about busted my nuts. She won’t go peacefully,” Lorne cautioned.
“I will handle her. You just take care of the security,” the voice ordered.
“I will,” Lorne stated, ending the call.
He turned off his phone and replaced it in his back pocket. I
