Chapter 9

As I was pacing restlessly around the room a thought occurred to me. I looked at Mitchell with a pointed gaze.

“Excuse me, but are you planning on me being the only one to have a dick in his ass?”

He flashed a saucy grin. “Who else do you want to bring home?”

“Bastard,” I grumbled. “Your ass is mine. And we need to talk about that too. What if people start gossiping about me raiding a seniors’ home for sex?”

That earned me a smack on the ass.

“Ow!” I looked at him indignantly. “I do have to admit; you may be forty but you have the body of a thirty-nine-year-old.” I ran laughing towards the bathroom. He caught me and turned me to face him. Damn, he was fast.

“We were set up by your idiot brother and my evil sister. Surely they must know that there is sixteen years’ difference in our age. You were wanking behind the woodshed when I was born. How do we do this?”

He took me in his arms and kissed my ear and the side of my neck. “One day at a time baby, one day at a time.”