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The screen flickered to life, revealing Paco’s handsome face. “Wow, I almost forgot what you look like,” she greeted him. “I could send you a life-size cutout if that’ll help.” She held her hands together in prayer. “Please.” His demeanor turned serious. “Uh oh.” His face closed in on the screen. “Is that a worry line I see? Do you need advice, botox, or bail?”

Alex pocketed it. “Thanks. I think.” Rather than chit-chatting like strangers or tip-toeing on eggshells, Alex pulled him into a strong bro hug. “Do you need this, or a swift kick in the ass? I can’t decide.” Paco huffed out a laugh, with a double pat to Alex’s back. “Why don’t we start here and see where the conversation takes us.” Their hug released, and Alex stepped back.( love this bromance)😁

Horrified, Cordelia’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Is that... a fist?” Her hand instinctively covered her gaping mouth, while the other still remained clutched on her camera phone, capturing every memorable second. Jess, draped an arm around Cordelia’s shoulder and raised her glass baby bottle in a toast. “Well, if you’re interested, I just might know a guy,” she quipped, followed by an outrageous wink.😂

Irritation flickered across Damian’s face as he retorted, his voice laced with exasperation. “Yes, ma’am. What’s one gift out of two hundred?”“Precisely my point.” He pointed to the child making a scene. “Except that gift is from Jordan.” His eyes scanned the room, indifference etching on his brow. “Why worry, ma’am? Perhaps the high society of Manhattan would be ecstatic to see the unveiling of what’s buzzing inside

Damian’s grip tightened on the spoon handle, snapping it in his fist . The more he glared, the more satisfied Jordan’s smile became. “You’re lucky the boss says I can’t shoot you,” he sneered. Taunting him, Jordan lifted a Magnum to his face. His magnum. “A little hard to do without your gun.” Heat smoked from Damian’s head like heat off the asphalt. “It’s either her or me, Mr. Drake.”“It’s her,” Alex said

“What in the actual fuck?” Jordan waltzed in, brandishing a caramel-colored teddy bear by its ear as if it were covered in hazmat.
Clad head-to-toe in black leather, Jordan was undoubtedly the only woman in existence who would dare show up to a baby shower looking like she’s on break from a dominatrix convention.😂

This was what Alex Drake was made for. If her body could take it, he’d eat her out for days. And he wasn’t just indulging her— he loved it. Spreading her wide and eating her out was his Olympic sport of choice. And he’s not just good at it. He’s the gold medalist.