The Heist: A Steamy Protector Romance (Team Zulu Series Book 3) by Julie Weaver

Author:Julie Weaver [Weaver, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Epic Press
Published: 2023-02-27T16:00:00+00:00

23

Freya

After Kane left, I ate most of the grilled cheese sandwich, then took a short nap. Feeling much better, I showered and settled back into bed to continue reading Savage Alien book five. I almost jumped out of my skin when the burner phone rang from the nightstand.

I smiled when I checked the screen and it read God of Thunder.

I answered. “Make it quick, Thor. Charlotte is about to get impaled on some monster alien cock, and I’m going to need my hands free for other things, if you catch my drift.”

“It sounds like someone is feeling better.” Kane’s deep voice only added to the warmth settling low in my belly.

“I’m definitely feeling something. This book is the hottest one yet.”

“I’m really glad I decided not to use speakerphone. The store lady is already giving me strange looks.”

“And why is she doing that?”

Was she checking him out? Flirting with him? I had the sudden irrational urge to punch this ogling store bitch in the face.

“Because I’m in a department store and I’ve been wandering around the lingerie section looking lost for almost fifteen minutes.”

I sat up. “You kinky bugger. Are you buying me sexy knickers?”

“That wasn’t my intention. I bought you some new clothes because you only have the one set and are probably sick of wearing mine. Then I figured you’d need panties and bras, too. Apart from the racks of thick-strapped beige abominations my grandma might wear, everything else is lacy and silky and…tiny. It all looks sexy to me. So yeah. I guess I am buying you sexy knickers.” The last part he said in his best posh British accent, making me giggle.

“And now you’re wondering what I’ll look like in them, aren’t you? Are you walking around the store with a hard-on?”

“No,” he said a little too emphatically. “Just…can you help me out, here?”

“With the raging boner you’re pretending you don’t have?”

“Freya,” he groaned.

It was too much fun messing with him. “All right, all right. What’s the problem?”

He sighed. “Will you please tell me what bra size you are so the next time the lady asks if I need help, I don’t have to use inappropriate hand gestures or references to fruit?”

“That depends.”

“Depends on what?”

“On whether you tell me what fruit you’d have chosen to describe my tits.”

“You’re not going to let this go, are you?”

“Not a chance.”

“Fine. Grapefruit.”

“Would you say…ripe ones?”

“That’s it. I’m buying you ugly bras.”

“Don’t you dare!” I told him my size quickly just in case he felt tempted to follow through with the threat.

“One more thing,” he said. “Thong or some other style of panties?”

“You know I wear a thong.”

“Yeah, but I wasn’t sure if that was your choice. I’m giving it to you now.”

“Good answer.” His sweetness made my chest tighten while simultaneously making my lady parts clench. “Thong.”

“Goddamn.” That one raspy word did more strange things to my insides. “I like that.”

My breath quickened at knowing he was turned on by this phone call as much as I was.

“Color?” he asked.

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