“What happens if you tell me twice?” She sticks the mop back in the bucket.
“Can’t you just do as you’re told for once?”
“Nope.”
“You’re a real pain in the ass, you know that?”
“Yeah, you just told me.”
“Woman, get your ass over here.”
This time she listens.
“What’s so important that I had to stop what I was doing to come to you? Have you taken a good look around you? Joanie really—”
I cap a palm over her mouth. “Don’t say that name. Never want to think of that nutter ever again.” I remove my hand from her lips.
“You can’t shut me up whenever you want.”
“No, but I’ll damn sure enjoy trying. Lots of ways to shut you up.”
Her brows arch. “Really.”
“Oh yeah.”
“Joanie.” Hazel grins and I kiss her, invading that smart mouth with my tongue. Her pulse quickens as I deepen the kiss, her tits press against my chest. Fuck me. This beautiful woman is all mine.
“You were saying?”
“I forgot.”
“Right.” I give her hip a squeeze. “Get dressed. We need breakfast.”
“You can go. I’ll keep working. Bring me something back.”
“I didn’t bring you here to clean.”
“No. Hmm. Why did you bring me here?”
“You know this is good. You not fighting me. Settling in.”
“Don’t avoid the question.”
“You know why I brought you here. Because you’re mine.”
“But what if I’m crazy like she who shan’t be named.”
“Then I’ll deal. This shit can wait. Clothes. Food.”
“I don’t have anything to wear. Someone. I don’t want to call you out or anything, but some dickhead wouldn’t allow me to bring anything so... I guess I’ll have to go naked.” Hazel whips the tee over her head and slings it across the room.
“Did I say to get dressed I think I meant get on your knees.” I walk to the living room and grab a ripped cushion. I toss it on the floor at Hazel’s feet. “Kneel.”
“Excuse me.”
“You heard me. Knees.” I drop the flannel pants I pulled on when I got out of bed. I grab my dick and give it a tug.
Haze’s pupils dilate and her lips part slightly. Like a good girl she complies, dropping her knees to the cushion.