Page 48 of Beyond the Cage

If I didn’t have her full attention before, I have it now.

“Really. From what I can tell, he’s holding back big time. Oh, he gave me tickets for his fight tomorrow.”

“That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout!”

“I knew you’d like that.”

Spartacus wanders over and gazes up at me with his little wolf eyes. I pick him up, sitting him on my lap.

“Do you need me to babysit tonight?”

“Chels, you don’t have to –”

“Go be with your man. Spartacus and I will watch a movie or something.”

“You’re the best. You know that?”

“Hey, we’re two of a kind,” she says with a smug grin.

“Yeah,” I giggle. “Peas in a pod.”

We play with Sparty for a while, then I hurry over to Little Sisters. When I return, Chelsea and I have dinner and catch up. Afterward, I shower and slip on my new, ultra-sexy lingerie. Standing in front of my full-length mirror, I inspect my reflection from all angles. Definitely worth every penny. It’s reminiscent of a monokini. Triangular scraps of mesh sit atop my breasts, joined to the ruffled bikini bottom by a rectangular strip of mesh with a cut-out center, leaving my sides bare.

“Holy fuck, Carter!” Chels exclaims from the doorway.

I turn to her with a smile. “What do you think?”

“I think I just became a lesbian.”

Throwing my head back, I laugh at her comment. “I hope he likes it as much as you do.”

“If he doesn’t then there’s something seriously wrong with him. Shit, I’d fuck you.”

I smile down at Spartacus, who’s looking quite relaxed in her arms. “What do you think, Sparty?”

He points his little nose to the ceiling and gives a small bark.

“See?” Chels says. “Even he likes it. That man of yours is in for a real treat.”

“Trust me, sweetie. I’m the one in for the treat.”

“Oh, shit. Get enough for the both of us, girl.”

“Yeah.” I roll my eyes. “I’ll never get enough for you, nympho.”

I grab my pumps and a button-front, cotton dress from the closet then stuff underwear and an extra outfit into my big purse.

“I can’t help it if I have a healthy sexual appetite,” she says in a haughty tone.

“Yeah…healthy,” I add with a giggle.

“Very.”

I stand before her, feeling bad for leaving her here with Spartacus. “Well…I’m off. Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“We’ll be fine.Go.”

“Okay.”