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Sheesh. Talk about bossy. His sweetness level was definitely dropping. Thirty-five percent.

“What’s going on in here?” Jack asked, walking in and picking up a piece of cheese that Ian had just sliced off.

Ian slapped his hand. “Hands off.”

“What? Why?”

“Because this is for Maggie.” He plated up some cheese and crackers and set them down beside her. “For her to eat while I cook dinner.”

“She can’t eat all of that,” Jack complained. “She’ll ruin her appetite.”

“She hasn’t been eating enough lately. She’s losing weight.”

She was? Maggie looked down at herself. Her skirt was a little loose, but she’d just figured it had been stretched or something.

“You won’t eat them all, will you, Maggie?” Jack gave her a pleading look. “Take pity on a starving man. I’ve done a lot of extra exercise today.”

Dear Lord.

“Get your own, you lazy git,” Ian said, his accent growing thicker.

She had to giggle at Jack’s pleading look. She picked up a cracker with cheese and held it out to him, ignoring Ian’s grumbling.

Instead of taking it with his hand, he bent down and took it straight into his mouth.

“I like the skirt and top, baby,” he said, running his finger over the uncovered sliver of skin. Then he pressed his mouth to hers. Hot. Hard. Delicious.

“Thanks,” she murmured when he drew back. “Ian chose it. My uncle is back, though. We shouldn’t . . .”

“Isn’t he resting?” Ian asked.

“Yes, but it still doesn’t feel right.”

“Okay, baby,” Jack said easily. “But just tell me . . . did Ian pick out underwear for you?”

“I did not.”

“You did that on purpose?” she asked. “I thought you just forgot them.”

“I did not.” Ian raised his eyebrows. “Did you put underwear on?”

“Yes, of course!”

Ian held out his hand. She stared down at it in confusion before slapping her hand on his.

He shook his head as Jack laughed.

“He wants your knickers, baby,” Jack told her.

“I can’t walk around with no knickers on,” she said, scandalized.

“Sure you can,” Ian told her. “Because if you don’t, you don’t get a treat.”

“Is my treat orgasms?”

He smiled. “Yep.”

“What about ice cream? Can I have ice cream?”

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