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“I’m mad at you right now, Henry,” I whispered.

“No need to be. But I can make it up to you…”

He inched down and brushed his nose to my cheek.

I threw up my left shoulder as I smiled.

“You look fucking delicious in those shorts, honey,” Henry whispered. “Are you fucking kidding me right now? You did that on purpose. The shorts. The hoodie.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry I didn’t give you an itinerary of my clothing choices.”

“Tell me about the hot bath, Sage. I can’t stop thinking about it. About you naked. In the water. Can I tell you something dirty?”

“Sure.”

“I kept thinking about you touching yourself. Over and over.”

I looked at Henry.

He pressed his lips to mine.

My toes curled against the floor.

I opened my mouth to move the kiss along to something else…

“Henry, can you help me?” Travis’s voice called out.

Henry and I broke the kiss.

“Sorry,” I whispered.

“Never be sorry, honey,” he said. “I better go help the kid.”

He walked away and I looked over my shoulder.

I bit my lip.

Why was this instantly starting to feel too good to be true?

I snuck upstairs to the third floor to find Henry literally holding a television in his arms.

“What in the world…?” I asked.

“Trying to hook my stuff up,” Travis said. “The HDMI ports are hidden.”

“They’re on the back, near the bottom,” Henry said. “Hidden. Here…”

Henry lifted the television a little more.

“I see them!” Travis called out. “Sweet! This is going to work!”

I tried not to think too far into this…

“Got it,” Travis said.

Henry walked the television to the wall and put it back on the mount.

He stepped back and looked down at Travis and nodded.

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