“It’s a co-pay,” she said quietly.

“Say again?” he asked.

“I have insurance. Aaron insures Travis so it’s not that bad but I picked the plan that costs me the least and any prescription has a pretty hefty co-pay so—”

“Carrie, I’d offer to pay but that would mess with you so just sayin’, no attorney’s fees means you can probably take on a co-pay. Then your man can get tested. I come up clean then I can take you with nothin’ in between.”

Her eyes grew wide and she whispered, “Oh.”

She wanted that.

“So let’s get on that, yeah?” he demanded on a request.

She nodded.

“Right, how about you do that without delay,” he said.

Her mouth quirked and she nodded again.

That was done.

Next.

“Okay, second,” he started. “I hesitate to bring him up after the hot, sweet piece of ass you just offered up to me, how much I liked it, and that ass being bare right now and all you’re wearin’ is my tee, and I like that too, but did your ex ever take you there?”

“Take me…” she hesitated, her head tilting on the cushion, “where?”

“There, Carrie, there,” Joker replied. “He go the distance? Make you come?”

He watched her expression go guarded even as pink slid into her cheeks, but pure Carissa, she still gave it to him.

“Sometimes, after, he’d give me the time.”

Fucking shit.

“Not during?”

“I didn’t… I wasn’t…” she swallowed. “You’re better.”

“No shit,” he returned. “But not once?”

She slid her hand up his back to between his shoulder blades. “What I mean is, you’re better with me. You, well… bring it out in me.”

He shook his head. “No, Carissa, you got it and you let it loose and give it to me. You had it with him. He just didn’t take care of that. Some guys are selfish and they’re all about their dicks. Trust me, you are a seriously hot fuck. It takes almost no effort at all to read that and roll with it. The fact that motherfucker didn’t even try to make that effort pisses me off.”

She looked confused.

Adorably confused.

But he was pissed at her fucking ex, so seeing it, he found there was one time when her being adorable didn’t cut through his anger.

“I would… well, sweetheart, wouldn’t you actually like that you give me something he didn’t?” she asked.

“No, because it means you didn’t have it, for fuckin’ years, which sucks for you, and I don’t like anything that sucks for you. Not to mention you keep beggin’ me not to stop, when no way I would until I got you there.”

Her face closed down and her voice was whipped when she said, “I’ll quit doing that.”

She took that wrong, so he pressed into the side of her head with one hand.