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“I fly back in a few days, and I was hoping to see you before I left. Thought maybe we could grab a bite to eat. You get back early from Chicago on Saturday, don’t you?”

I lift my wrist and check my watch. Shit. I wasn’t lying when I said I had thirty minutes.

“Debbie, my girlfriend, is here with me. Maybe you could bring yours too?” he continues.

At this point, I’m not really processing his words. “Sure,” I say, desperate to get to my truck and avoid the reaming-out Jon is going to give me for delaying the flight.

His eyes light up, like he wasn’t expecting me to agree. “Great.” He shoves his hands into his coat pockets. “I’ll make a reservation for four.”

“’Kay.” Grabbing the handle on my suitcase, I stride past him and hit the button on the elevator.

“Jack.”

I spin around just as the doors open. “Yeah?”

“You’ll remember to bring your girl, won’t you? I want to be a part of your life.”

His voice sounds borderline defeated, and I fight back theurge to feel for this guy. Like I said before, I’m at an impasse with him, and that’s the best place to be.

The last thing I want is to drag Kendra into my daddy issues, but I also know she won’t do anything she isn’t comfortable with.

I step into the elevator and hit the button for the lobby. “I’ll ask her.”

“That’s it,Kitten. You right there?”

“So close.”

With my phone propped up on the comforter in front of me, I lean back on the headboard and palm my dick, dragging my hand up from the base in a motion that makes my balls tighten. “Fuck, you look so pretty like this.”

She’s on her knees for me, her phone lying flat on the bed as she hovers over it, granting me a perfect view of her wet pussy.

Kendra throws her head back and moans, pushing Scarlett further inside her. “I wish you were inside me too.”

My dick grows harder. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

“So much. I want you here, Jack.”

“I know. Me too. Just two more nights, and I’ll be back with you, my cock stuffed in your pussy.”

On another thrust of her vibe, she moans. Even via video call and in the faint light of my bedroom, I see the way her skin pebbles, the rush of blood to her cheeks as she drops her head forward and comes on parted lips. Lips I’d love to be sucking on my cock right about now.

I’m mesmerized by the beauty sprawled out across my bed, but my hand stills on my cock when I hear Sawyer’s key card slide into the hotel door.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I pull the duvet up over my waist and grab my phone. “Cover yourself, Kendra. He’s back.”

Like a fully trained ninja, she dives off the bed and out of sight, and I suppress my laughter when I hear her cussing out my captain. We weren’t nearly done with phone sex, and he’s back way earlier than he said.

On an arched brow, he steps into the room and closes the door behind him. “Should I … come back later?”

I drop my shoulders and double-check that I’m not tenting the duvet. “I’d say the moment’s passed.”

He kicks off his sneakers and moves across to the bathroom. “It’s cold as fuck out there. I’m gonna order room service.”

He disappears inside the bathroom, and I pick my phone back up.

“Kendra!” I whisper-shout.

When she comes into view, she’s dressed in one of my training tops, her cheeks flushed.