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“Damn, Ronnie.” Reggie lets out an exhausted breath. "I knew running a casino would be hard, but not this hard."
Veronica takes a long sip of her whiskey. "What did you expect, Reginald? That the business would just make itself?"
He doesn't know what he expected. Something easy? Something challenging? All he knows is that he expected that working with Veronica would be hot.
For the most part, it was. Dating his partner-in-crime was enjoyable, the hustles and the occasional making-out when no one was looking. But Veronica was tough with him when she needed to be, and gentle when his dad was struggling. It was a good balance, to Reggie, at least.
"I don't know," he answers her question. "But I do expect you to kiss me at least once tonight."
"You expect it? Or do you know I would anyway?"
Reggie shrugs his shoulders playfully. "A little bit of both."
Veronica chuckles. "You terrible flirt." She gets out of the chair behind her desk and moves to sit on his lap. She lifts a finger to his lips and lets her touch rest before kissing him.
He kisses her back, attempting to pry her lips open with his tongue. It works, and she moans at the touch.
"Damn, Reggie," she whispers against his lips. "You treat me right."