The Do-Over (The Miles High Club #4)

by T.L. Swan

“It’s like an elephant trying to fuck a cockroach.” I struggle some more. “There is no way this is fitting into that.”

“I am not a fucking snack,” he yells. “I am a main meal. A ten-course fucking banquet, for your information.”

“I’ve been thinking about what I could do for the next nine months, and there are only really two things I’m interested in.” “What are they?” “Being your PA and making cocktails.” “My PA?” I frown. “Pussy attendant.” I giggle. “Oh, I do like the sound of that.” “Do you pay bonuses?” he asks. “I pay in orgasms.” He chuckles and taps his glass with mine. “My favorite currency.”