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He gave her ass a playful smack. "Goddamn, you are one sexy package."
She pouted and rubbed her behind. "That's not the first time you've smacked my butt after sex."
"What can I say? You've got a perfectly smackable butt, babe.”
"If you say so."
He sighed. "I'm getting pretty soft here, kitten. And I need to use the facilities."
Holly eased herself off of him and rolled onto her back as he headed into the bathroom. She stretched luxuriously and let out a satisfied sigh.
That was some damned spectacular sex.
Eli came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, still gloriously naked, and she rolled over onto her side, propping her chin on her fist to look at him.
He paused in a slice of light spilling out from the bathroom and stared at her. "Fuck, Wilkes."
She raised her eyebrows. "What? What's wrong?"
"Nothing." He shook his head. "It's just... you really are fucking beautiful. You know that, right? Goddamn."
Holly laughed. "Really? With crazy sex hair, and my makeup a smudged-up mess?"
"That has nothing to do with it," he said slowly. "You're beautiful in spite of it. Hell, maybe because of it. Inside and out."
She froze, completely paralyzed at what was obviously brutal honesty on his part. His compliment made her incredibly happy, but like before, it scared her, too.
"You look like a deer caught in the headlights," he said, walking over to her. "What's the matter? Can't take a compliment?"
"I guess I've never been good at that," she said, fussing with the sheet.
Eli sat down next to her. "Look at me."
Holly struggled to sit up and leaned against the headboard before glancing over at him. "What?"
"You were beautiful in college, but you're even more beautiful now. With your crazy purple hair and your diamond nose stud, smart mouth, gorgeous curves, wit, and intelligence. And you're especially beautiful sitting here in my bed, wrapped up in my sheets." He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "And if you don't believe me, I'm gonna smack that sexy butt of yours again."
Holly snorted. "You can try..."
Soft little mews came from outside the door, along with the sound of scratching, and she vaulted off the bed.
"Shit. I forgot, Miss is due to eat." She grabbed one of his t-shirts and tugged it on.
Holly opened the bedroom door as Eli slid into his cotton sleep pants, and Miss raced into the room, winding her way through Holly's feet.
"I'm sorry, sweet girl. Let's go get you some food."
Eli followed her out into the kitchen and swooped down to pick up Miss while Holly pulled the containers from the refrigerator.
Miss pressed her paw against Eli's nose, and he started laughing. "Is this the ‘talk to the paw’ thing you mentioned?"
"It is," Holly said, smiling as he gently put the chubby cat down. "She's in no mood for anything but food. But it's late, so she'll eat and go right to sleep."
She led Miss into the bedroom, scooped the food into a clean dish, and snuck out of the room, closing the door behind her.
"She'll sleep for the rest of the night?"
"Yeah. I feed her every four hours. It helps with her problem to space it out evenly."
