Chapter 31

“Touché,” I said, which wasn’t something you heard in West Stockton, but it fit the bill and I used it anyway.

“Don’t be getting all French on me, Joe. You know I like my American cowboys.” He stood, walked up to me, sniffed me again, and said, “Kiss me.”

I thought of Maddy and my arrangement with her. I also thought of a big lawsuit facing the agency if I didn’t follow through with her wishes. Therefore, I leaned into the dog and kissed him, which felt dead to me, unemotional, and not anything like I had shared with Tal Linear from the night before.

He rolled his hands up and down my sides, into our kiss. His tongue darted inside my mouth and pulled out just as quickly. One of his palms caressed the dick between my legs, but I wasn’t becoming excited. Instead, I was limp under the denim, uninterested in his sexual shenanigans.