“I realize they’re a nice pair of pins,” she said in annoyance. “But at the end of the day they’re just legs. Healey, you ever see this far up a woman’s leg before?” She was sitting on a couch in their new communal hotel room, jeans resting on the arm beside her as she fixed her wounds. Russo didn’t try to hide his eyes. “Can’t you do that in one of the bedrooms?” “Sorry, this ain’t one of the two things I do in a bedroom.” Caitlyn was also staring, but with admiration. Alicia was the single most confident, powerful woman she had ever encountered. “I have a pair like that, but they can’t do half as much as yours can.” Alicia grinned rudely. Caitlyn realized what she’d said a second later and blushed. “I didn’t mean—” Alicia saw Healey gawping between Caitlyn and her. “Ole Zack here’s wondering if you could try, though.”
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