“I might be peckish later, but I had a sandwich when we got home.” “Damn,” I murmured. “I’m starving.” “What do you want?” Thank you, Baby Girl, for walking right into that. Coop just rolled his eyes as he grinned. But he also snagged her laptop as I scooped her up and stood. “You,” I told her. “Coop can watch or you can blow him. Or he can wait his turn.” I didn’t much care which, but first, I was eating her out until she came a few times. “You’re so gracious,” Coop said drily, but the little shit was right behind me and Frankie was laughing.
