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him. I get the feeling I’lll be picking up after him for a long time. It made me laugh. I sniffed his dirty clothes before putting washables in the washer and hitting the leather stuff with a damp washcloth followed by a dry one so it didn’t leave spots. I don’t know any other way to clean leather.
    The clothes definitely needed washing, but I don’t remember him stinking. Maybe I’m too distracted by those eyes and that crazy fun beard. There’s something about that beard I just can’t help playing with. I love tangling it in my fingers. Grabbing it to pull him in for a kiss is just plain fun.
    I changed into comfy sweats while he showered and turned on the TV to distract myself from wanting to go in the bathroom and take a peek. He really is nice to look at.
    He shut the shower off and came out with that towel around his waist again. “That didn’t help, but those ugly sweats might.”
    I laughed, “That was the idea.”
    He threw the covers back, ditched the towel and climbed in. “Get under here.”
    I fumbled the covers and found my way underneath, “Behave.”
    “Oh hush.” He pulled me over and rested his head on my shoulder.
    I held his hand on my stomach. “Are you always this bossy?”
    “Yes. What are you watching?” He noticed the TV.
    “I have no idea.” I reached for the remote and turned it off. Joe snored lightly within minutes as I played with his hair.

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    T he next morning I woke up when he started kissing me. At first he was gentle, then he got a little brave. I started to wonder if he was really awake when his hands boldly found me and touched. I bit his jaw.
    He suddenly lifted up, “Shit. Sorry.”
    “You were asleep.” I accused him.
    “I was.” He moved his fingers, “Whoops.”
    I laughed and grabbed his beard like that leash he accuses me of using it for to get a kiss. He continued to touch and quickly brought me over the best climax I’ve ever had. I arched and made some weird noise in our kiss making him pull up.
    “You okay?”
    I laughed liking the concern in those sexy green eyes. “You could say that.” I reached down and pulled his hand free. “That’s enough.”
    He bit my lower lip gently and groaned. “Alright, get up.”
    “I can’t, you’re laying on top of me.”
    He rolled onto his back. “Run woman.” He warned making me laugh and run. I showered and got dressed to find him a little while later making eggs on the stove.
    “Smells good.” I poured some orange juice.
    “The dealer opens at ten. I found some houses online I want you to look at afterwards.” He told me.
    “You seriously want me to buy a house?”
    “Yes.” He turned around and cupped my face to set those eyes on me. “You’re not a bartender anymore, you’re my old lady. Set us up so I can focus on the club.”
    I swallowed, “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
    “You’re a smart girl, figure it out. Call Salina if you need help.” He let go and reached into his back pocket, “Speaking of which, here.”
    I took the fancy new phone. “What’s this for?”
    “You need a secure line when dealing with club business. I put the numbers you’ll need in it already.” He turned back to the eggs and put them on a plate.
    I looked at the phone. “Nice.”
    “You want some of this?” He asked all but pushing a forkful in my mouth.
    I took the bite. “Sure.” I love eggs.
    He continued feeding me in between shoveling eggs in his face for the next few minutes. He’s a very strange man. I’m starting to like him a little more because his bossy attitude amuses me.
    Shopping with Joe is a nightmare. He made me pick everything out and refused to try anything on. I finally got frustrated and just piled a bunch of shit up on the counter and held my hand out for money. He handed me his credit card and didn’t even look at the bill.
    He took me back to my apartment building, after stopping at the bar for my purse, looking annoyed after the whole experience.
    It made me