Tips and Trysts: A Spicy Romantic Comedy (Streams and Schemes Book 2) by Rebecca Kinkade

Author:Rebecca Kinkade [Kinkade, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Davenport-Ridgeway Publishing
Published: 2024-10-11T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

EVERETT

“Princess, I’m two minutes away,” I say when the call connects. Then I swerve into the next lane, nearly clipping the car behind me. The driver lays on the horn, and the sound resonates through the plunk of raindrops hitting my car.

“Okay, and?”

“Fuck, I love the sound of your voice,” I respond, changing lanes again. “Will you meet me in the lobby, or do I have to go upstairs and carry you to my car?”

There’s a Ding! on the other end of the call followed by Cora saying, “I’m already on my way.”

Five words without innuendo have no business sounding so promising, but they have me pressing the gas and tearing through the rain-slick streets of Dupont Circle until I get to the Halcyon. The car hasn’t even come to a complete stop when Cora emerges from the building’s double doors.

Her black hair is loose and immediately goes shiny when the rain skims her. I stop breathing for at least three seconds, trying to comprehend how one person could hold that much gravitas. She’s astoundingly beautiful, yes, but her intelligence, her confidence, and her resilience are beyond definition. I’m just so fucking lucky.

“Hey,” she says as she slides into the passenger seat.

All I want to do is kiss her, but we’re idling in front of a well-lit building that certainly has security cameras. I have to settle for squeezing her hand before I loop out of the driveway and back on the road.

“Where are we going?”

“My place.”

“You didn’t have to pick me up.”

I glance at her. “You’re right. Tonight, you can scope out places to park your broomstick, and next time you visit, you can fly over.”

Her subsequent scoff is so sexy that I want to make it my ringtone. “You can suck my asshole,” she retorts.

Please. “That’s very much on the list of things I want to do to you tonight.”

Cora scoffs again, breaking the world record for hotness (her own record), and says, “You haven’t even asked if your performance tonight was compelling enough for me to fuck you, Everett.”

“You’re still wearing my cum,” I point out.

She doesn’t confirm, but she doesn’t deny it either. She rests her hand on my thigh, and her ring-covered fingers are a perfect contrast to my tailored suit pants. We look so fucking good together, I know. We don’t look like we should be together, and that’s what makes it delicious. Forbidden.

It’s going to be so good tonight. I know it. I can feel it.

“Shit,” I blurt out once I turn onto my street.

There are two news vans parked across from my house.

The Logan House has been in the family for generations. My great grandfather got it when he was in Congress under the guise of having a place to spend the night, but he actually hosted his mistresses there. The house is in my name now, but anyone can find it.

I put the car in reverse and gun it back, racking my brain for what to do next. In the passenger seat, Cora watches the blur of cars and homes through the window as I peel to the main road.

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