“Kris doesn’t mind you’re here?” Todd asked.
Marice didn’t reply, but sipped her coffee.
“Or he doesn’t know that you’re here?”
“But he’s pissed about it. Dammit, Marice. You can’t jeopardize that relationship for me.”
“I’m not. He has to get over being jealous of you sometime. He can’t keep thinking that every man I meet wants to bed me.”
“But every man you meet does want to bed you,” he teased.
Marice made a face at him. “He fails to realize that if any man takes a notion of pushing his affections, I’ll club him.”
© 2017 Dellani Oakes