He kissed up the side of my neck. “Ophelia?” Goosebumps prickled at my skin with each touch of his lips. Reluctantly, I fished my phone out of the pocket of my shorts and looked at the screen. “Bakery.” Miles groaned as he adjusted his dick. “Keeping my hands to myself is gonna suck,” he said as he dropped one final kiss onto my lips, then backed off so I could climb in the SUV. Before I could answer the call from the pie shop, a second call came in from her majesty. Great. I clicked my seatbelt. “That makes two of us.”
