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“Well, my nights are busy.” He nibbled her ear as he tugged her sash loose. “Are you complaining?”
Tabitha stretched against him, sending a delightful frisson of lust up his spine. “I thought you gave up the super villain schemes.”
He twitched. “I did, baby. Of course I did.”
“But you’re keeping me here. Isn’t that a little selfish? Just a teeny-tiny bit super villain-ish?” She slipped her hand between his pants and his skin.
“Ah!” He caught her hand so he could think clearly. “Not selfish. Necessary. Like oxygen or sex.”
“Don’t you mean water?”
“No, definitely sex.” Evan slid the blue robe off, tossing it into the corner. “Come here, Tabby-cat, I’ll make you purr.”
She tugged at his shirt, pulling it up and off. The shirt joined the robe on the other side of the room. “What are you doing down in that lab?” she asked as her hands drew lazy circles on his back.
Ten seconds, that’s all he’d need to get her panties off. Three more to drop his pants. Mmmm. “What was the question?” “What are you doing in the lab? What’s this project?”
“Oh, computer stuff. I told you. To help tally everything on election night. I’m trying to make the process run smoother so we don’t have to worry about recounts.”
“Hmmm.” She gave him a dubious frown. Tabitha was built like a supermodel and had a superhero name straight from Campy Comics, but her brain was Mensa all the way. “And this computer program has nothing to do with world domination, or get-rich-quick schemes?”
Evan contrived to look wounded. “Tabby-cat, how can you ask that?”
“Because you spent ten years as a villainous criminal mastermind?”
“I wasn’t a mastermind, I was a super villain, there’s a difference. Masterminds are just thugs with money. My crimes had artistic flare. I was practically Robin Hood! Robbing from the rich and scandalous, and giving to me.”
“Robin Hood gave to the poor,” Tabitha said with a laugh. “You were never poor.”
He caught her hand, pulling her close. “Poor is relative. Besides, I’m reformed now. You showed me the error of my wicked ways. Although—” he leaned in for a kiss— “if you’d like to remind me why I gave up a lucrative life of crime, I have the evening free.”
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