A shudder ran through her. It wasn’t exactly like a sexual climax, but it felt good anyway. “What do I do? Can I stay with you until we make sure they’re all gone?”
Normally, I’d say yes. But lust was raging in my body, and the petty part of my mind brought up how she’d said I was only worth ten minutes of her time. Therefore, I shouldn’t give in easily.
“What’s in it for me?” I asked.
“Um.” She squirmed some more against my back.
Jesus. My dick said, Man up. She might offer to sleep with you. Women sleep with guys who perform heroic deeds.
Don’t count on it, I shot back at my one-track cock. Women also offered to sleep with rock stars, but Emily wasn’t even close to interested.
“How about dinner?” she said finally. “You like pizza?”
Was she serious? She could do better. “I can buy myself a pizza.”
“Okay. How about shrimp scampi? I make a great scampi.”
Well, then. I liked Italian. And having dinner together was a good next step. Like a date. Besides, based on how she ate crackers and junk food all the time, I could see how cooking for someone would be a big deal to her. “I accept.”
“Hey, can you grab my laptop and phone on the way?” she said, still on my back.
“Why?”
“I have to work. I’m about to wrap up Molly and Ryan’s story.”
“Molly and Ryan’s story” still sounded weird. But I picked up her electronics without arguing. “Anything else?”
“No, that’s it. Now carry me out of this nest of serpents!”