83. Chapter 83

Maggie’s hair is tied up and her shorts give short a new meaning and her white muscle shirt showing off her rounded biceps keeps making Alex trip over boxes, trip over the roll of packing tape, trip over her own feet.

Alex has a bandana tied just above her forehead to keep sweat out of her face and her cut-off jeans hug the curve of her ass perfectly, and the combination keeps making Maggie bump into walls, crash boxes into banisters, narrowly miss careening sideways into the closing elevator doors.

“They’re not gonna be able to make it through this move with all their limbs in tact, are they?”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Schott. I have the entire DEO medical team on standby. Detective Sawyer, you might want to watch where you’re going –”

“Instead of trying to get a better angle at Alex’s ass – “

“Fuck, ow!”

"Aww babe, you okay? Come here, let me kiss it."

“I don’t know why I even bother.”