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some help.”
     
    Tilting
her head as she stared at her husband, Molly raised one eyebrow.  “Is that your
newest argument?  You think we’re special somehow?  Or is it that you need
adult supervision during your bath time?  You have got to be kidding me,” she snorted,
splashing him.
     
    “Sweetheart,
the last thing I want to do is argue with you, but in the interest of full
disclosure, you should know that your good buddy, Armando, put in his
request…no, wait… a request I could have actually denied.  I guess I should say
he put in his demand for a three-week vacation.  He and Nick will both be out
for their honeymoon,” Devil explained, reaching for Molly’s pink loofah and
squirting some of her fruity-smelling body wash on it.
     
    “O-kay,”
Molly said slowly, trying not to moan as Devil began to gently soap her
shoulders with slow strokes of the sponge, the essence of mango enveloping her.  
“We knew this would happen when they decided to have a ceremony.”
     
    “True,”
Devil agreed smoothly, gathering Molly’s long hair in one hand while sweeping the
sponge up her neck with the other, “But, you neglected to factor in the
pertinent fact that I’m going to need an assistant at the office during the
time our friends are away.  Now, unless you trust me to find a suitable
replacement….”
     
    “Absolutely
not,” Molly denied, already shaking her head.  She still got angry when she
remembered the last twit that human resources had sent to replace her in
Devil’s executive office.  That bitch had set exactly one objective - getting
in Devil’s tailored pinstriped pants.  Molly hadn’t allowed it to happen then,
and it wouldn’t be happening now either.  The jewels hiding beneath her
husband’s designer duds were strictly hers and hers alone.  “I’ll take care of
it this week, Devil,” she added, sighing as he rinsed away the soap suds on her
back and she added yet another task to her endless mental to-do list.
     
    “Why
don’t you do it?” Devil suggested.  “No one is going to work as well with me as
my wife, and it’s only for three weeks.  It’ll do you good to get out and talk with
other adults.  I mean, I know our daughter is stimulating company, but you do
need to interact with other grown-ups.  Then, there’s all those sexy nooners we
could have….those alone would make it worthwhile.”
     
    Molly
thought about it for a few quiet moments.  It was true; she did miss working. 
It had made her feel useful… needed.  She really did love being a momma, but
there were times she couldn’t deny missing the hustle and bustle of a busy
office.  And those nooners… those definitely held a certain appeal all their
own.
     
    “You’re
thinking about it, aren’t you?” Devil murmured deliciously against her ear. 
     
    “Well….”
Molly began to hedge.  It really did sound like something she’d like to do, but
she’d learned a long time ago to never give in too easily where Devil was
concerned.  Otherwise, he’d expect her to instantly capitulate to his demands
for the rest of their lives.  And that was soooo not gonna happen.
     
    “If
the idea of hiring a nanny bothers you that much, we could always ask your
momma to look after our little girl.  She adores spending time with her
granddaughter, and the baby adores her right back.  Plus, it would be only
temporary.  Three weeks and the guys are back,” Devil noted, leaning forward to
press a kiss to the center of Molly’s neck as he dropped the sponge into the
water.  “C’mon, gorgeous, what do you say?  You’re not gonna leave your loving
husband swinging in the wind, are you?”
     
    Leaning
backward and pillowed against her husband’s chest, Molly bit her lip as Devil’s
hands slid up her body to her breasts, cupping one in each hand and kneading
the flesh tenderly.  “You don’t play fair,” Molly gasped as his talented
fingers found her plump nipples and tugged at them