“Petting the animal again?” Cord muttered as soon as he saw Amanda with Bagheera.
He had half expected her to be inside the bathtub, alone, naked and cleansing herself of the dirt from the hospital.
Seeing her now, it seemed she had indeed taken a bath judging from the still wet locks sticking to her neck and the bathrobe she wore, but she wasn’t alone. Apparently, his traitor pet had been quick to ask for her attention.
Amanda hummed her agreement without looking at Cord.
“Bagheera missed his daily belly rubs so I’m giving it to him now.”
She continued petting the animal who lay at her feet, next to the sofa she was sitting.
Cord’s teeth clashed. He pulled the blindfold off and dropped it to the floor. The way her cleavage peeked and her breasts pressed up against her thighs, it made him wish what he was seeing wasn&
