Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
“What the fuck?” Matt shouts. He’s coming inside me, I can feel it, but he shifts so the agent can’t see my bare ass.
“Ma’am, are you alright,” the agent, Martin, asks.
“What? Of course, I am. I’m with my husband.”
“Your panic button has triggered.” He pulls a coaster-looking thing from his pocket. It’s flashing red. I giggle a little as it reminds me of those things at Chili’s that let you know your table is ready.
“My panic button?” I ask, remembering it was given to me as a necklace for the night. I reach for it and realize it presses up against the handle on the dresser door. “I’m sorry. I must have hit it,” I say, mortified.
“Just reset it, Martin, and please leave,” Matt says.
“Of course, sir. I apologize.”
“No need, Martin. You thought I was in danger. Thank you.”
“Ma’am, Sir. The car is ready to go whenever you are,” he says before leaving.
As soon as he closes the door, I burst out laughing. Matt pulls out of me and laughs too.
“I don’t think it will ever be a dull moment again.”
“I agree.”
Nothing will ever be the same, and privacy isn’t something we have anymore.
We’ll just have to be more careful in the future.