He put the knuckles of his fist to the table, leaned toward Niles and spoke quietly, cuttingly, in his rough, gravelly voice.“Fucked her last night, man, and this morning. Five times. Five. It was like she hadn’t been touched in a decade. So fuckin’ sweet. Damn,” he taunted, his eyes locked on Niles. “You’ve had her, you gotta know, not enough money in the world’s worth that.

Not one fuckin’ thing gentlemanly about protecting what’s yours. Looks like you’re gonna lose it, you do everything you can to stop that from happening.” Max looked back to Niles. “And you didn’t do that. She was a week away from me, she walked into a room I was in holdin’ another man’s hand, I’d lose my fuckin’ mind. Not at her. Wonderin’ where I lost my way and I’d talk to her about how to find my way back.

When gettin' off wasn't worth puttin' up with her, I ended it

Haven’t had breakfast,” Jeff replied too casually. “Well, that’s just awful,” I noted, making this news sound dire, my eyes going to his hands. “No wife to fill your belly before a hard day of the God’s honest work of tackling crime?” Max’s head came up and he made a strangled noise which I hoped was him choking back laughter because he thought I was cute. “Nope,” Jeff answered through his grin.

Jesus," he muttered, dropping his head."What?"He looked back at me. "Duchess, you can argue about anything.""No I can't.""So, now you're arguin' about not arguing?"I decided to be quiet.

I dropped my arms and then I slid them around what felt like a man's waist. Then I cuddled closer. It felt like arms came around my waist too, and it also felt like a hand was trailing gently up and down my back."You're sweet when you're sick.""I am?""Hellion when you're riled.""Yes?""Yeah.""Mm."Then he muttered, "Not sure which I like more.

His arms got tight before he whispered, "You like where you are just as much as I like you here.

You and me are both in my bed, no one's asleep, no one's delirious, I think we should take advantage of that."My eyes got wide as my body reacted strongly to his suggestion and it was a positive reaction."Mindy's downstairs," I whispered and he grinned, his face getting even closer."Not gonna fuck you, honey, just fool around," he whispered back"Max-""Shut up and kiss me, Duchess.""Max!""All right, I'll kiss you.

She's wearin' heels, boy, but she's five foot seven, you got five inches and at least a hundred pounds on her," Max replied and I figured he was being a might bit generous with the weight but I wasn't going to correct him, mostly because he wasn't done talking. "And, lastly, she's a woman. You don't ever strike a woman in anger.