Chapter 52

“Now, I’ll get in touch with my lawyer and give him the details—”

“He’s going to give you a hard time. He doesn’t like me.”

“Who I’m involved with is none of his business. I want you to call Ms. Sayles and tell her we’ll take it. But before you do that…what are you wearing?”

Parrish blinked and looked down at himself. “Um…jeans and a sweatshirt. Why?”

“Oh, Parrish. This purchase really has you stressed out, doesn’t it?”

“What? Oh!” The light dawned, and he covered his face with a hand and cleared his throat. “I’m actually wearing the boxer briefs you took off me the night of the Christmas party. Or was it the morning after?”

“Excellent.” Ransom’s voice lowered, roughened. “Can you feel me taking them off you again?”

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