CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Her expedition took longer than anticipated. Partly because she had no money, meaning no cab, and also because it took her longer to find her target.
After her reassurances she’d return to her husband, she didn’t want to be gone for too long. Playing games with his insecurities would be cruel. That was the opposite of her intention. Being true to her word, returning to him of her own volition, without coercion, would go a long way towards showing him they were secure. Together by choice. Didn’t that mean something?
Without a key she couldn’t get into the room. Knocking didn’t rouse Dax, no surprise there. He slept like the dead. The receptionist eventually handed over another key after asking a zillion questions.
In the room, she figured sucking him off had worked to
