WILLOW
"IS SMITH ON DUTY NOW?" Deacon asked after I turned off my phone and set it on the table beside his big sectional sofa.
"Yes." The butterflies in my stomach danced.
So much changed between Deacon and me after having sex, but not everything. I was still very much acting as his personal security guard.
He grinned and sauntered over to the light panel in the room's corner. "Good. Let me turn off the lights."
When he invited me to spend the night again, he hadn't given me any extra details - not that I'd asked - but at that point I was getting suspicious.
"What? No foreplay?" I wasn't opposed to the idea because it just being in Deacon's presence was enough to get me excited. But a girl still wanted romance before getting right to business.
Deacon laughed. "Oh, there will be foreplay, but first, I thought we'd watch My Best Friend's Brother."