“I’m all right and all will be fine, I just need to give it some of my attention.”
“Whatever you need.”
Rebel gave him a stretched-lipped, skeeved-out look.
It almost made him laugh.
But Benito Valenzuela wanted in his woman’s pants.
So he did not laugh.
“I’m on it now, Benito. I might need to take some time, but I’ll get Meryl sorted out and the schedule won’t feel it, outside today.”
“Is there anything you need?”
“No. I’m good. It’s personal. A family issue. I’d rather not explain. But it’ll get taken care of.”
“Family,” he muttered then, “All right, Tallulah. Take the time you need.”
“Thanks, Benito.”
“And if I can do anything, you’ve got my number.”
Rebel gave him another one of her skeeved-out looks even while saying, “Thanks, that means a lot.”
“Take care,” Valenzuela said.
“You too. Thanks for understanding.”
“Of course. Goodbye, Tallulah.”
“’Bye, Benito.”
She disconnected. “He totally doesn’t know about Harrietta.”
“I got the same take.”
“So, okay, well . . .” more of her eyes darting around before coming back to him, “that part’s done.”
He slid his other arm around her. “Yeah. And you did great, sweetheart.”
“I kinda got Tallulah Monroe down,” she muttered.
She was proud of her work.
She wasn’t proud of that.
“They’ll get it,” he told her.
She focused on him. “Sorry?”
“That you lied about who you are.”
She put both her hands on his chest, even the one that still held her phone, her gaze on him intense.
“Can’t say I’m in the know with who occupies the porn scene,” he went on. “But if it’s like anything else that rides the fringe, they’re tight. If they know someone killed Diane, one of their own, and you went all out to make them pay, they’ll get it.”
She studied him a beat before she asked, “How do you read my mind?”
“Baby, hate to tell you this, but if you’re goin’ for a poker face, you’re failing.”
“Fabulous,” she muttered to his throat.
He gave her a gentle shake and regained her attention. “Don’t know, didn’t see you in action, but my take on what I just heard was that you were you, you just used the name Tallulah. That’s probably why it worked. You didn’t play at anything. You gave them you and you’re awesome. They just know you by a different name.”
“Yeah, that’s how I played it only because I didn’t know better.”
“Well, it worked so it doesn’t matter you didn’t know better.”
She pressed her hips into his and asked, “I’m awesome?”
He grinned down at her. “Insight into me, I don’t move a woman into my pad on the first date after enduring a meltdown and a body dump if she’s not awesome.”
She was grinning up at him, but in the middle of it the look in her eyes changed.
“You ever move a woman into your pad?” she asked.
“No,” he answered.
“Mm,” she hummed.
He liked that noise but now they had no time to get busy.
He had to get to Ride.
“We need to get dressed. You need to come with me and hang while I meet with my brothers.”
“Right,” she said.
He started to move away but did it taking her with him.
He stopped when her hand went from his chest to cup his package.
“Rebel,” he said.
“I’ll be quick,” she whispered.
“Rebel,” he growled.
But he did not move when she floated down to her knees in front of him.
And he absolutely did not move when she freed his stiffening cock from his jeans.
He did move when she slid him into her warm, wet mouth, and he did this to glide his fingers into her hair.
He watched her suck him off and he loved every stroke, especially when it got better after she tucked her hands in his jeans at the back and dug her long nails in at his ass.
Fuck, her draw.
His woman had power in her pulls and with the pain in his ass of her nails making her marks in him, telling him she loved his dick in her mouth, it didn’t take long for her to get him where she wanted him to be going.
“Babe,” he grunted in warning when he was almost there.
She kept at him, just lifting those pretty blue eyes up to his face, his wet dick sliding in and out of her mouth, and Jesus.
His hand fisted in her hair and his head fell back.
“Fuck yeah,” he groaned, beginning to blow.
She took one hand from his ass and dove in at the front, cupping his balls and squeezing.