Bab 79: Chapter 79

Remy looked around the room at the elegant little bed and breakfast. Very nice. Very comfortable. The bed would have held the entire defense of the Toronto Maple Leafs.

"Remember to thank your friend for not using our real names," he told Mari.

Mari giggled, then paused in her circuit of the room's appointments. He could tell she wasn't used to such luxury, and he hoped he'd have a chance, after this was all over, to spoil her a bit.

"You realize she thinks you're married - to someone else. Or that you're someone so rich and famous you're hiding here incognito."

"She can think whatever she likes," Remy said. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "As long as she doesn't say anything. That way you'll be safe while I go retrieve the cup."

Mari leaned back against his chest and sighed. She even rubbed her delectable little ass up against his groin. "No."