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</div>Preston could not help but laugh at Addison’s very graphic reactions to his teasing about what her father had been grilling him about.  This far away from the man, it was finally something he could joke about.  “Well, he didn’t technically call you that.”  Preston laughed as he looked over.  “But it was definitely there in his tone, if not in his direct thoughts.  I think the only thing that stopped him from saying it was that I am his employee, not some guy picking you up for a date.”<br/><br/>Turning to look his passenger over at every chance the road would let him, Preston was glad expression didn’t waver for a minute as Addison replied about his special request for her to wear a skirt, or at least something that gave him easier access to her body.  “Oh really?  Hmmm, I will have to think up some more special requests then.”  He laughed, thinking there definitely were some naughty things he could ask for.  “And to make sure I reciprocate, of course.  As for the clothing discussions, I can only imagine how those turned out.  Or how loud they probably got.”<br/><br/>Turning off the main road, Preston started taking a longer, more winding track that would get them to the job site, but not in a hurry or anything.  Turning to look at the brunette in surprise as she leaned in, her hands going right for his jeans, Preston was pretty quickly grinning from ear to ear.  Shifting in his seat, he gave Addison the best access he could.  “Oh, I am very done with that subject.”  He replied, his heated gaze meeting hers before he rested his palm on the back of her head and started working her downward.  “And there is only one way to find out…”