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mood.”
    “You’re moody, which does not bode well for our dinner with your daddy.”
    “You could get me straightened out.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Yeah.”
    “How?”
    “Just give me what I want, and I’ll be in a good mood.”
    “Yeah?” She rose, setting her necklace aside as she rose.
    “Yeah.” Thank God; she was walking toward her bedroom.
    “Do I know what you want?” she asked as he followed.
    He swallowed as she scooted back on the bed and reached beneath her dress to pull her panties off.
    She tossed them to him. He caught them and rubbed them against his face before letting them fall and reaching for his shirt buttons. He heard one pop off and land somewhere. Idly he wondered if her craft ability extended to sewing.
    “Yeah. You do.”
    She spread her legs wide, ran those long, clever fingers slowly up her inner thighs. When she reached her knees she pressed them a little bit wider.
    He pushed his pants down in a rush, kicking them off almost angrily when one pant leg tried to catch on his ankle. She was wet. He could see it, and he wanted to touch it, to taste it, desperately.
    He dove for her, and she laughed as he buried his face in her crotch.
    She wouldn’t laugh for long, he thought smugly. But he was wrong about that. She fell out laughing not two minutes later.
    “Seriously,” Tommy said, emerging from the bathroom. “Do not go in there for at least 30 minutes. I lit a candle, and I got the fan going, but I’m doing this detox. It’s brutal.”
    “Where the hell did you come from?” Nori demanded.
    Tommy looked at him like he was crazy. “I had to get something out of my car. I came in the back.”
    Margot rolled on the bed she was laughing so hard. Nori just buried his head in the covers and groaned.

Chapter six
    A few hours later Margot got ready for dinner with Nori’s father.
    “Where’s the stuff from Saks?” Lani asked, rubbing her hands together when she arrived. She always remembered when and where people were shopping. “I love new shit.”
    Margot pointed to her bedroom.
    “This one,” Lani said promptly, tossing out an orange dress with cut outs at the sides and black straps, exposed zipper and leather band around the waist. “With this bling,” she pounced on the Swarovski crystal necklace Margot had just put together.
    “Uh uh, I’m selling that.”
    “Bull shit. Wear it, then sell it with a pre-owned by artist tag, full price,” Lani said.
    “Don’t you think I should be more conservative?”
    “Bitch, please. You’re tall, you’re an artist, and you have huge tits. Wear the fuckin’ dress,” Tommy ordered, going into the fat, hanging dress carrier Lani’d brought in just in case there was a better option. Finding nothing, she lifted one of Margot’s curls. “Into the bathroom; we gotta moisturize these naps!”
    “We gotta comb ‘em first,” Lani muttered.
    Mostly against her will Margot was primped, plumped, pulled and parted. By the time Nori arrived, she was also inebriated and irritated.
    When Lani reached in for the third time to smooth down the hairs at her nape, she yelled, “Would you bitches go on? Enough!”
    “Temper,” Tommy warned.
    “Then stop fuckin’ botherin’ me!”
    “Okay, ladies. You did a wonderful job. She looks beautiful, as always,” Nori said, stepping into the breach. “But we have to go if we’re to make it to the north shore in time for drinks.”
    Lani and Tommy found themselves hustled out by an expert, and when they were gone, Margot helped herself to the joint Tommy had left behind.
    “Should you be doing that before we meet my parent?”
    “Unless you want me to have an episode? Yeah.” But she only took two puffs before she put it down.
    She stepped close and he pulled her the rest of the way. She released her hit into his mouth and smoke escaped between them as they kissed. She stroked a hand over his white shirt. “You look good.”
    “You look better. I’ve removed your lipstick.” His eyes