“Hey there, handsome,” she greeted him with a wide smile. She climbed into her bed and propped herself up on the headboard.
“Hey, Roxxy girl. How are you?” Myles’s deep voice met her ears. He looked dead on his feet and agitated.
Alarms went off.
Something was wrong.
“I’m good now you’re on the phone with me.” She offered a smile to try to get one from him. His lips curved up slightly, but it wasn’t the same. “What’s wrong?”
He smoothed a hand over his cheek and shook his head. “Nothing. I don’t want to burden you with work-related shit.”
She relaxed against the pillows. She had been worried for nothing. She understood his job was full of stress, and tension was expected for a SWAT officer.
She could help relieve his stress. She’d help take his mind off what was bothering him.
“Ah, honey, I’m sorry work sucked.” She pouted a little, allowing her spaghetti strap of her nightgown to fall to the side.
His quick intake of breath could be heard. She bit back a laugh.
Got him.
“Why don’t you tell me about it?” She was laying her accent on strong. She flung her hair over her shoulder and focused her attention on Myles. She’d been waiting for this call all day.
His eyes darkened, and he brought the phone closer. He fussed with the pillow behind his head before he seemed comfortable lying across his bed. “Not much to tell. Reeves blamed me for him not making SWAT—”
“How was that your fault?” she asked. Roxxy remembered Reeves. He was cocky and confident he was going to make the team. In the short time she’d been around the men, she could see that he wouldn’t have fit in. He had been trying too hard.
“Hell if I know. He almost caught a beatdown.” Myles gave a dry chuckle.
“Oh, really?” Her eyebrow jumped up in surprise. “You would have beat him up?”
“Fuck yeah. The punk would have deserved it, too.” Myles’s lips curved up into a grin.
There he is.
“You’re much bigger than him. It wouldn’t have been a fair fight.” She giggled, thinking of Myles’s size. A shiver ran through her at the memory of him pressed against her.
“Well, he came at me like a big man, he would have been treated as one.” Myles lifted his shoulders. “Enough about me. How was your day?”
Roxxy bit her lip and ran a finger over her chest. “It was okay. Relaxed today and did some things around the farm for my parents. I’ll be going into the office tomorrow.”
She had taken the day to do chores. It wasn’t anything glamorous to share. She had been downright dirty before she’d jumped in the shower. She didn’t want to take this call looking like she’d mucked stalls.
She didn’t know why, but she missed Myles. In the short time they’d spent together, he’d grown on her.
“Where’s your next assignment?” Myles’s voice grew deeper.
She slipped her finger to the other tiny shoulder strap and slid it off her. “Not sure yet.”
“What are you doing, Roxxy?”
Roxxy widened her eyes, appearing innocent. She shrugged nonchalantly. “Getting more comfortable. Is that okay with you?”
“Yeah.” Myles released a cough. He cleared his throat. “Whatever makes you happy.”
She smiled at him, allowing the nightie to completely fall away from her, baring her naked breasts. Tonight she may not be with Myles, but they could have a little fun. She felt adventurous with him staring at her.
“I’m happy.” She propped her hand under her mounds and ensured Myles got the full view of them. “Are you happy?”
“Fuck no.” He grunted.
“Why not?” she asked innocently. She skimmed her fingers over her smooth skin and arrived at her beaded nipple. She pinched it, allowing a slight moan to escape from her lips.
“Because those pretty nipples belong in my mouth.”
Roxxy’s core clenched with need. Just imagining Myles’s lips closing around her bud had her groaning.
Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all.
She’d never been involved with someone long distance before. This was new territory for her.
“Really?” she whispered. She didn’t have a snarky comeback.
“Yeah, really. Do me a favor, Roxxy girl.” Myles paused.
“What is it?” She cupped her breast and gently massaged it.
“Take the nightgown off and let me see all of you.”