I laughed, astounded that he wasn’t as freaked out as I was. “Mike, your mom walked in here and caught us about to have sex. And she acted like walking in and finding a nearly naked woman in your room was a normal thing.”
Wait, is that normal for Mike?
I started to panic. Maybe I wasn’t as special as I thought I was. Maybe a nearly naked woman was a frequent occurrence. For a second, I had a horrific image of Mike sharing a night like we’d had together with another person.
Other people.
He put his hands on my cheeks, cupping my face. “Last night was special. Only you, Sydney. No one else has ever affected me like you do. And so you know, Mom has never caught me with another woman. Baby, she knows how happy I’ve been since I met you. It’s just who my mom is—in everyone’s business. Trust me, she’s probably dancing in the kitchen right now.”
She was sweet, but I wished we’d met under less awkward circumstances. But Mike’s words eased my nerves… some. “Really? Only Me?”
“Yes, sweetheart, only you. I’ll get the locks changed as soon as possible.”
I could see the humor once I got past the mortification. “I think that’s a good idea. A really, really, really good idea.” I massaged my temples. “She’s going to wash my underwear.”
Mike seemed to relax some. “I’ll snatch them back. It’ll be a covert operation. I am a cop, remember?”
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“You better. Or your Mr. Winkie is going on bread and water like an inmate.”
Mike brushed his nose against mine. “I don’t think either of us would want that.”
My core clenched in memory of him inside me. I missed him already. “No, we wouldn’t. So you better be a really good undercover detective.”
“And if I get them?”
I reached down and stroked his cock through the sheet. “I’ll make sure to reward you.”
“Consider it done. Let’s get dressed and go have some breakfast. Operation Panty Snatch is underway.”
I smiled. “Let me change and straighten up the room. I’ll be down in a sec.”
Mike threw on some jeans, sans underwear, and a T-shirt. “Syd, stop looking at me like that or we’re going to end up having sex again.”
That would be a terrible idea with his parents in the house. I covered my eyes and turned around. “See, I’m not looking at you. Go. Go. No sex for you until they’re gone.”
The warmth of his fingers touched the nape of my neck. “Oh, I’ll be figuring out a way to be alone with you.”
“Good.” That was a promise I would hold him to. “Now go. I can’t control how I look at you.”
The sound of footsteps made me stiffen. “She’s coming back, Mike. Go!”
Mike left the room, closing the door behind him. I raced over to lock it. And I put my ear to the door to hear what Mike and his mom were saying.
“Mike, where’s Sydney?”
“Sydney will be out shortly, Mom.”