Oh for Christ's sake, give the ass-kissing a rest, Julian." K.T. knocked back a slug of wine, then slapped her glass on the table. She actually snapped her fingers at one of the servers so he would deal with the refill. "Even your mouth ought to be tired of puckering up by now."
"We're having a conversation," Julian began.
"Is that what you call it? You act like you and Marlo are the only ones in this goddamn vid, and the two people you're trying so hard to mimic are the only ones who count. It's insulting. So why don't you give it a fucking rest, set up your threesome with Marlo and Dallas on your own time? Some of us are trying to eat."
In the beat of horrified silence, Eve studied K.T. down the length of the table. "Peabody?"
"Yes, sir," Peabody said, shoulders hunched.
"You know how I occasionally mention the possibility of kicking your ass?"
"I'd term that as regularly, but yes, sir, I do."
"You may get the chance to watch me kick your fake ass while you sit comfortably on your own. That's an opportunity that doesn't come around every day."
"We're having a conversation," Julian began.
"Is that what you call it? You act like you and Marlo are the only ones in this goddamn vid, and the two people you're trying so hard to mimic are the only ones who count. It's insulting. So why don't you give it a fucking rest, set up your threesome with Marlo and Dallas on your own time? Some of us are trying to eat."
In the beat of horrified silence, Eve studied K.T. down the length of the table. "Peabody?"
"Yes, sir," Peabody said, shoulders hunched.
"You know how I occasionally mention the possibility of kicking your ass?"
"I'd term that as regularly, but yes, sir, I do."
"You may get the chance to watch me kick your fake ass while you sit comfortably on your own. That's an opportunity that doesn't come around every day."
( J.D. Robb )
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