Chapter 74

“Are you comfortable, Mark?”

“I make a good living.”

“What?”

He gave a snort of laughter at my confusion. “Sorry. I couldn’t resist.” He tightened his hold on me and nuzzled my ear. “You bet your ass I’m comfortable.”

“In that case, if you’ll give me the key, I’ll go collect the Dodge.” I held out my hand, and he fished the car key from the pocket in his sweatpants and placed it on my palm. “Is there anything in particular at your condo that you’d like?”

“No. Pick what you want to see me in.” His expression became too innocent, and I realized why when he added, “Or get me out of.”