Make Me, Sir (Doms of Decadence 5)

“I’m a growing man,” Hunter complained.

“Uh-huh.” She patted his stomach.

“You’ll pay for that,” Hunter told her.

“Promises. Promises.” She grinned as she walked to the fridge. Reaching in, she grabbed a bottle of water. “I could hear you bellowing from the other room? What’s up?”

“This is what’s up.” Hunter held up the piece of paper again. “Tiny’s trying to resign.”

“What? You’re leaving?” Cady turned to him. “Why?”

“Not trying to resign. I am resigning.”

“Because of Reagan?” Cady asked him.

“Who?” Hunter asked.

“Reagan? The woman he was protecting when he was in Austin,” Cady reminded him. “About time you went to her. You’ve been moping around since you left her.”

“Men don’t mope,” Hunter told Cady.

“Ahh, yeah, they do. Haven’t you noticed how much he’s been baking? It’s because he misses Reagan. It’s sweet.”

Hunter scowled. “Sweet? It’s not sweet. It’s sickening. There is no moping at Black-Gray.”

“What’s going on in here?” Gray walked in.

Tiny groaned. There was no privacy around here.

“Tiny thinks he’s resigning.” Hunter gave Gray the piece of paper.

“This looks like he already has.” Gray looked over at Tiny. “Reagan?”

Hunter threw his arms up into the air. “How come everyone but me knows about this girl?”

Cady snorted. “You know about her. You chose to ignore it because it suited you.”

“You’re not resigning,” Hunter commanded. “You want this girl then just make her move here.”

Cady groaned, and Gray rolled his eyes.

“How do you put up with him?” Tiny asked Cady.

“I have the patience of a saint,” she replied. “Plus, he’s really good in the sack.”

“Cady,” Hunter barked. He pointed at her. “No sex talk in the work place.”

“Since when?” Gray asked dryly.

“Since you threatened me with that damn sexual harassment seminar.”

“Is there no way she’d move here, Tiny?” Gray asked. “We’d hate to see you go.”

“Reagan needs familiar things. Easier for me to move.” And he should have told her that straight away instead of taking time to think things through. What things? He loved her. He wanted to be with her. He’d been an idiot to leave her. Giving up his job and friends would be hard. But she was worth it. Maybe she did deserve better than him, but no one would ever love her like he would. No one would cherish or protect her better.

“Going tonight to talk to her.” He just hoped she’d take him back.

“Good luck,” Cady told him.