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I’d wanted to smack him with both a stone and a box file not that long ago.

He was turning my life upside down.

I sighed. “Fine, but you’re doing all the fishing. And I think you’ll have to download some of my mods, because I can’t play without them.”

“I can do that. Except the mods part, because I don’t know what that means. The fishing is fine. I thought that was fun.”

“Let’s see how cocky you are when you have to catch an octopus,” I muttered, moving my laptop to the side and taking his so I could start the process of adding the necessary mods to his game. “By the way, I needed to talk to you about something.”

“Hm? What’s up?”

“My aunt’s birthday is next weekend. Do you think I can go back to London for her birthday party?”

He peered over at me, reaching out to brush hair from my face. “Of course. Weekends are yours—that was the deal with this trip. Today was only an exception because of the office opening.”

That was true. I’d also been paid a very handsome overtime rate for today’s afternoon of work.

“Okay, thanks. I’ll text Harvey in a bit and let him know.” I finished downloading and installing the mods and handed Theo back his laptop. “I still can’t believe we’re about to do this.”

“Why not? Is it really that crazy?”

“What, is it crazy that we’re about to play a pixel farming simulator game while you’re wearing dinosaur-patterned socks and eating gummy bears?” I raised my eyebrows. “If it’s not crazy, let me take a picture of you.”

“All right.”

I stilled. “Did you just give mepermission?”

“Yeah. Go ahead. Take a photo.” Theo grinned. “You can even share it in your exclusive group chat that doesn’t include me.”

He was never going to get over that, was he?

Also, what was going on here?

“I’m going to do it,” I warned, grabbing my phone and standing up.

“I told you to.”

“I’m really going to.” I opened the camera app and showed him the screen to prove it. “I mean it.”

Theo laughed, turning his laptop with the main game screen open. “Then do it. Wait, hold on, get the gummy bears in.”

Maybe we needed to have sex again.

Would another orgasm send me back to where this guy was cold-hearted and demanding?

He grinned, and I snapped the picture of him, making sure to get his t-rex socks in.

This was wild.

“Was it a good pic?” He leant over as soon as I sat back down. “Oh, I look good in that.”

He did.

Irritatingly good.

Which was ridiculous, considering he’d not long showered and his hair was a mess.

Seriously, was there anything this man couldn’t do?

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