Page 72 of Payoff Pitch
It suddenly occurs to her. She sucks in a breath and covers her mouth. “Are you…is there someone with you?”
I nod. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you guys were coming here.”
She swallows. “No, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t pop in with her like this. We’ll go.”
“No, no. Let me throw on some clothes. I’ll come down to see her. Then maybe…you should take her for a bit?”
“Okay.” She fidgets nervously. “Umm…this is weird. I’m really sorry, Tan.”
I sigh. “I suppose it was inevitable with us having keys to each other’s houses. It’s amazing we’ve made it this long without something like this.”
“Right. Maybe I’ll start knocking instead of walking in.”
I shake my head. “No. You’re Harper’s mother and you’re always welcome.” I twist my lips. “Maybe keep surprise visits to a minimum though. Or at least a confirmation from me that it’s a good time.”
She gives me a small smile. “Good idea. I’ll bedownstairs. Harper wanted to make you breakfast in bed to cheer you up. I’ll keep her busy down there and make sure she doesn’t come up.”
“Thank you.”
She walks back downstairs, and I open my bedroom door. Walking back inside, I see Bailey hiding under the covers and I chuckle. “The coast is clear. They’re downstairs.”
Her head pops out and she sits up. Her cheeks are flushed. “Holy shitake. That could have been a disaster.”
I nod. “I know. Fallon feels terrible.”
She gasps. “Does she know it was me?”
I shake my head. “She’d have no reason to suspect you.” I reach into my drawers and pull out sweatpants and a sweatshirt. As I put the pants on, I say, “Harper thought I’d be sad about Layton and wanted to come make me breakfast.”
Bailey smiles. “She’s so thoughtful.”
“She is, which is why I can’t kick them out.”
“Of course not.” She looks around. “I’m not sure how to sneak out. I can’t exactly climb out the window, and I don’t even have a car here.”
“Can you stay here until they’re gone? Why don’t you relax and take a shower? Or go back to sleep. It was a long night for you. Whatever you need.”
“Sure.” She looks me up and down and bites her lip. “I’ve never seen you dressed like that.”
“In sweatpants?”
She nods and swallows. “Toplessin gray sweatpants.” Her head plops down on the pillow and she fans her face. “So hot.”
I look down at myself in bewilderment. I’m in gray sweatpants about to put on an old college sweatshirt. “This is hot?”
She briefly closes her eyes. “Yes. Everything you do is hot, but you in gray sweatpants with your sexy chest…” She blows out a breath. “Any women’s toys in that chest of yours?”
I suck in a breath. “What do you know of my chest?”
She smiles. “I may have taken a peek in there once.”
I walk over and lean over her. Bringing my mouth to her ear, I whisper, “Then you’ve seen the paddle, and you know bad girls who snoop get punished.”
She lets out a moan. I can see her nipples harden through her T-shirt.
I bring my hand to her panty-covered pussy, feeling how wet she is. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, sweet girl?”
I slide her panties to the side and slip my finger inside her. She’s soaked. Her body flutters around me.