and Liv are in New York for a few days. Got in last night."
"There was a message on my voicemail when I checked it this mornin'. I had the phone off while I talked to the police last night. I haven't listened to the message yet. What are they here for?"
"Some charity dress-up thing. Liv's foundation is getting' an award."
"Wow. That's great. I'll call him—"
"Ace!" Gabby called in a sing-song voice from the shower. "Come scrub my back, please? I promise you won't regret it."
Leo's ears were as good as ever. "Do I hear a woman, son?"
"Er...yeah. I need to go."
"I'll bet you do."
"The police said a couple more days ought to do it. I'll let you know my travel plans."
"Sure as shootin', son. Y'all have a good time scrubbin' that back."
Ace's face went hot, and he was mighty glad his father couldn't see through the phone. "Take care, Dad."
They rung off and Ace made his way into the shower. Gabby was there, rinsing shampoo out of her hair.
He gave her breasts a slippery squeeze and she wriggled. She was so beautiful with her long hair streaming over her shoulders, and her thick dark eyelashes shadowing her cheeks. He teased her nipples until she opened her eyes. Her look was dreamy, sexy as hell. He was hard as a rock.
Gabby ran her soapy hands down his torso and over his cock. "You brought me a present!"
"The family jewels."
She grinned. "I've always liked my jewels big and hard."
"Always?"
"Well...I use the term loosely."
He pulled her to him. Talking about any other man having her made his blood boil.
Her bottom was perfect for his hand and he held her in place while he rubbed himself against her belly. Her hands never left his rod; he might let her stop that, in about a million years.
Water sluiced down her side and over his arm as he turned her and started to caress her between the legs. She encouraged him with sighs and hums, and he took that as an invitation. Gabby was so slippery and ready, it took him two minutes or less to have her moaning and arching against his hand, coming sweetly to meet him.
Once she'd recovered, she slid down his body to her knees and took him in her mouth. The heat of her around him brought his senses higher and he guided her head in the rhythm he liked best. He felt like the king of the world while the pressure built. He had a beautiful woman at his feet, he was warm and comfortable, life's troubles were at bay for a time. And, damn, but it was good. She slid a soapy finger in his ass and he came hard, like a schoolboy with his first woman. It was a little embarrassing, but Gabby didn't seem to mind. When he'd recovered his breath, he helped her stand and wash off the soap and woman liquor between her legs.
He was mindful of her lack of sexual experience, but he had to ask. "Where'd you learn that trick with your finger? Did you do that with your ex-boyfriend?"
"With Jerry?"
Jerry. He might have to punch the guy out. It was good to know his name.
"You liked it, huh?" She smiled. "I read it in a book. I never did it before."
Ace tried not to be skeptical. "In a book."
She nodded, her face showing innocent pleasure. "A romance book."
Ah. He wondered if that's where other women he'd known had learned it. Maybe they all read the same book. Apparently, they were...descriptive. It didn't bear examining at the moment. "We need to get movin' along, sweetheart. I have to be at the police station in less than an hour."
"I need to get home to my mother. She's going to be so worried."
"You called her last night. She'll be fine. The aide was goin' to call for a relief person for this morning, right?"
"Yeah. But the expense—"
He smacked her on the rump and turned off the water. "We're not discussin' it. Out."
* * *
The police station was bustling when Ace arrived. Detective Cambridge kept him waiting for a few minutes, but apologized as he led Ace through a maze of offices and cubicles.
"Have a seat, Mr. Journey."
"Thanks." The chair was aluminum and plastic, reminding him