“Half the stuff is my idea.”
I pulled her head back and started to suck on her neck. “Would you like a hickey as a parting gift?”
She pushed me away. “What are we, thirteen? No.”
I frowned. “Fine.”
“Plus, why would I want a bruise on my neck when you’re going to write me a giant check?”
“Again with the payment,” I said. “Honestly, woman.”
“Basic contract law,” Caroline said. “Offer, acceptance, and performance. You got all three, buddy.”
I snaked my fingers down to slide one inside her, but removed my hand quickly when she winced. “Hell, you weren’t kidding. Are you okay?”
“Don’t worry.” She grinned at me. “There are other places you can put your hands.”
“And other things?”
“Maybe.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
She kissed me. “Of course you did, darling. That’s part of the game. I’ll be fine tomorrow.”
I didn’t want to think about her leaving. “And what exactly are you doing tomorrow?”
“Katie is watching the girls until Sunday,” she said. “I’ll make a few campaign appearances, if that’s okay with you.”
I beamed at her. This was more than I expected. “Of course it is.”
“Where are we going?”
“Scranton, I think. Maybe Reading and Lancaster. I’d have to check my schedule.”
“You don’t have it memorized?”
I started stroking her hair again as she eased back into my chest. “I did, but then I got distracted earlier tonight. My brain is mush.”
Caroline yawned again. “Maybe some rest would help.”
“Maybe. Are you really that tired?”
No response. I could hear her steady breathing and I smiled. I’d definitely worn her out. She was already asleep.
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